Kingslayer

He's not the one we're waiting for.

Fate is fickle.

Always best to hit them in the back.

Old bugger musta come through the goat path near the hill.

I was right. Shoulda watched that as well.

Take only two men with you.

He's done it again.

He's done it again.

The stables?

I checked the stables, and the aviary.

You caught them in the aviary?

I didn't understand why the birds were being so noisy.

I'm rather glad that I checked it out myself.

Ah.

You know, if I had to guess...

The Kingswood.

He talked about the wood with you?

Ah, I'll call out the guard.

Oh yeah, and what rumors will surface when you find them?

I trust my men...

As do I, but not their loose-tongued wives

and companions or that braggart Fray.

That braggart Fray put down sixteen brawls last night,

sixteen.

The whole country is on the knife edge.

But you are actually right, occasionally.

We cannot afford a scandal.

So what does the church suggest?

I'll go after him.

Meet me in the courtyard, have Fray with you.

We'll make his gossip work in our favor.

Hm.

Interesting thought.

You're late.

I've been watching you from the trees.

Can't I watch over you?

It's unladylike.

Like meeting you here, now, alone,

or would you just call that confidence?

Too much of which leads to arrogance.

I didn't think this would happen.

I'm advised heavily against it.

I shouldn't be here.

I had a friend borrow this for me to get past my guards.

Made me think twice about approaching you.

Let us not talk of court.

It bothers you?

It tires me.

Certainly don't want to tire you with words.

Now who's being confident?

I didn't think this would happen.

I shan't let you enjoy it.

You would deny your king?

Presumptuous.

Really? Two days away.

Exactly, right now, you're nothing more

than that which I see, a soldier.

Richard.

And you, Lea.

The two of us taking a stroll in the woods, as friends.

Friends?

Ah, Chaplain Anselm, I shall assemble the king's guard.

For what purpose?

Well I assume that the king is going into the city

on business, that sort of thing.

And the council has promulgated that the king

must be accompanied by a guard whenever he goes out.

And has he gone out?

What?

It is two days away from his coronation.

Business can wait.

He is in prayer.

All day?

Not to be disturbed.

So the council said that?

Too many people coming in and out of the city.

We can't be too careful.

There's been a lot of fighting over that crown.

The fighting's over.

It appears to me that you are going out.

Oh, I am.

He does not need me to hold his hand.

What do you think I do, pray for him?

I'm his chaplain, not his wet nurse.

Fray, isn't it?

I've heard a lot about you, in confession.

Mm.

It just occurred to me that if you are going out

the king would probably be with you,

so I was preparing to take a guard.

Very good, but he does not need one.

He is at prayer.

And will be all day?

Exactly. Tell his men to get some rest.

The weeks ahead will be busy.

Yes, my lord.

I'm not a lord.

Oh, you misunderstand me, sir.

You are merely Anselm the king's chaplain.

But I really am...

Oh, a lord.

Easily overlooked, I know. Have a nice walk.

You heard that.

The king is preparing his soul for the burden

he will carry till the day he dies.

Two men on guard at the chapel.

No one is to go near the king. No one must enter.

Understood, carry on.

I have you surrounded.

You should draw that sword of yours.

You're in danger.

Scared to get that sword out?

Now I have you.

What makes you so sure?

It's the scent of rosewater, I believe.

And , horse manure, hm.

I do not smell of manure.

Mm.

Why didn't you draw that sword?

Only when I intend to Kill.

That's an ugly joke.

Ugly business.

What's it called?

A sword.

That's not funny.

A little funny.

All the best swords have names.

True.

Mine doesn't.

Perhaps I'll call it Richard's Sword.

Well played.

You too.

I hope you can live with the putdown.

Yep, that's what they'll remember.

I shall bring him back by the stables,

make it look like he was out for a post-prayer walk.

If I'm not back by sunset.

If you're not back by sunset,

I shall come looking for you.

Always an adventure.

Go with God, stay safe.

Most of the markets have run out of African spices,

but we've still got some left.

It's not as fine as you've had from Jerusalem,

or your Spanish spices.

It depends on your taste really.

Cinnamon sticks from Arabia?

We've been here since sunrise.

He's here now, with a girl. Kill them both.

You only paid for one.

I'm just a messenger, nothing more.

Than don't negotiate as more than that.

I'll do as I please.

Well, let us hope what you please

matches what is expected of you.

Just a messenger.

Imagine if every day was like this.

Terrible, you mean?

You're terrible.

I am terrible.

I snort when I laugh. It's terribly unladylike.

I burp if I eat too quickly. I despise mosquitoes.

Everyone hates mosquitoes.

No, I despise them.

It's truly mean the amount I hate them.

And I'm a stable girl, not born of this land.

Not born into a family of standing.

Not allowed to love those of standing.

Not fit for loving a king.

Not perfect.

Terrible.

You don't believe me?

I hear pretty words with wonderful thoughts.

Believe me.

Are you proposing?

There is a lot that must happen before.

Rules and rituals.

Coronations and ceremonies.

Traditions, legacies.

All to please others.

How can we change the future if we can't forget the past?

Some traditions must be observed,

some legacies preserved.

Why?

To please a kingdom and many others.

Others, and what about you?

If I could marry you today,

I don't know if you'd say yes.

Is that your dagger I'm feeling?

Oh.

Calm. Calm.

I don't mind if the deer watch.

Are you teasing me?

Lea?

Stay where you are.