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Previously...
That Cortés
defeated an empire.

Will you name him governor
of the conquered territories?

- Not yet.
- They think you know the whereabouts of the treasury,

- because they think you're a friend of Cuauhtémoc.
- Tell me where you are hiding the treasury.

If you say it, I will do that
you and your people stop to suffer.

- I will spur the covoking of a synod.
- I told you that you had nothing to fear.

- Thank you.
- Should we believe that Luther dissolved into thin air, my lord?

The moratorium I gave him has expired. Luther haven't
withdrawn his words and will be declared a runaway.

I thought I could soon tell His Majesty
that Castile was in peace again.

Padilla has reorganized his forces
and it has encouraged the rebels.

In Burgos, there are still many people
who are loyal to our cause, and we can recover it.

We want to offer you a treaty.
Help us catch the leaders of the movements.

- Tell me, father.
- Promise me,

that you will not marry until you have
made your sister marry the Emperor.

I love you,
Eleanor.

You are going to impede
my wedding with your brother.

I am the Queen of Portugal,
and I wish to stay here!

The arm of the German princes
is longer than we thought.

- Are you sure he was poisoned?
- We will have to be more careful.

I have decided to attack
the Emperor on several fronts.

Your Highness, we have the opportunity
to win the war with only one battle.

- We could capture the Emperor himself!
- We will wait.

We took the Duchy of Milan
away from Francis.

It would not have been appropriate to send back
to Castile someone who maybe carries in her belly

the future King of Portugal.

The Pope is dead!

Who is the candidate
with the most possibilities to succeed him?

Cardinal Wolsey,
no doubt.

They also said that
Francis would be emperor.

The Arduous Way
towards the Victory

Cantabrian Sea

Something serious,
Your Reverence?

Rome is informing me

that I have been
elected pope.

Your Holiness...

This is great news.
The Emperor must be informed immediately.

No, no, no.
Get up, get up.

I don't understand.

I didn't even applied
for the position.

You are a fair man.
And they must have seen it, too.

- How could they honour you more?
- Honour me?

Or condemn me.

You are forgetting the situation of Rome?
Besetted by the Turks,

and incapable of stopping
a war between Christians.

With you in the Holy See,
Francis will not dare to make a counterattack.

Think about the advantage
a friendly pontiff represents for the Crown.

- Nothing could be more beneficial.
- This is what troubles me the most.

Everyone will suppose that
I am at the Emperor's service.

The whole Christendom.
The Turks, everyone!

- I have to leave for Rome.
- If you permit it, I will

- personally see about the preparations.
- No. I am leaving tonight.

Long live the Emperor!

- Long live King Charles!
- Long live!

Long live King Charles!

The people love you,
Your Majesty.

Do you remember
when you disembarked in Asturias?

The Castilians welcomed
a foreigner back then.

Today, their Emperor
is returning.

Long live!
Long live the Emperor!

Where is His Holiness?

A want to give him a hug.

Has he vanished?

His Reverence has
left for Rome.

- Was he not informed about my return?
- He was, Your Majesty.

But when he received the news
he wanted to leave immediately.

What kind of maltreatment have I given
to him that he offends me this way?

To tell the truth, I don't believe that
the regent's intention was to offend you.

Who helped him
be cardinal?

He would have never been
made pope without me!

- And this is how he repays me...
- That is precisely why.

I believe he wants to prove his independency
from the Crown. From you, Your Majesty.

My preceptor on St. Peter's throne,
and will we not count on the support of Rome neither?

Your Reverences,
beloved brothers,

I feel honoured to be here
before God and before you.

Do know that the responsibility which falls on
my shoulders now will not becloud my judgement.

It is true that the Catholic King
and Emperor was my pupil.

And that I served his demands
with loyalty as the regent of Spain.

Your Holiness,
with your permission.

In this respect, I am talking for many
by manifesting a worry.

Rome cannot sink on its knees
before the Empire.

I am glad you care for
our states.

I assure you that I will put my duties
as the defender of the true faith forward

any other matter.

Rome will be neutral in the disputes
between Christian kingdoms.

I told you.
Adrian is the best possible choice.

A learned
and wise man.

... the two great threats
which trouble us today.

But, in the same way the war
without diplomacy gets stuck

and ruins
the contenders,

the stake is not enough
to eradicate the herecy.

The people's sins have their origins
in the sins of the clergy.

That is how
the Scriptures say.

I am a strict man.

Just like Christ was strict
and his Church must be strict.

With this spirit,
I intend to reform the Curia.

Calm.
These are not more than words.

Let me deal
with the pontiff.

... from the popes
to the prelates.

And it has been a long time since
there was anyone who worked well.

Your Majesty, His Holiness has taken
good care of you and your interests.

I am sure he will keep
doing it from Rome.

Please, don't let
the anger guide you.

Ver well. If he wants independence,
he will have independence.

Let us deal with the important things.
What happened in my absence?

The appointment of the governor
of New Spain is yet to be signed.

Cortés will have what he wants.
Anything else?

King Manuel left your sister
pregnant before his death.

His son, King John,
is making a proposal to you.

In order to maintain the alliance between
the two kingdoms, he wishes to marry Eleanor,

this way your sister would
still be Queen of Portugal.

This is a wise and friendly offer,
but I have to refuse it.

Eleanor will come back, like it was stipulated
in the contracts, once she gives birth.

Of course, if the child is a boy, he could
stay in the Court if King John wishes it.

As to the comuneros?

The war didn't end with the execution
of Padilla and his men.

But the revolt has been suffocated,
and its instrigators caught, more than 2000 men.

They are many. We were lucky
to come to be victorious.

No, Your Majesty. Luck had
no role in this matter.

They had to be defeated
by sword.

The question is
what to do with them.

Act with firmness,
or, on the contrary, be gracious.

The eternal question,
Your Majesty.

In case of doubt, the judgement
always lies in clemency.

That is how
Adrian taught me.

I will grant
a general forgiveness.

The prisioners
will be released.

No Castilian's comunero past
will be kept tally on.

- Your vassals will be thankful.
- I have not finished!

The majority
will be released.

But all the leaders,
all who conspired,

will be executed!

- They will.
- I made enough mistakes with Luther.

From now on, my home will be
in my spanish kingdoms.

But, before,
those must be pacified.

For that, the revival of
this conflict must be avoided.

Not even
from its ashes.

The one who still cannot be found
is María Pacheco, Your Majesty.

She fled from Toledo,
and we didn't find her.

Damned vixen!

Before Your Highness, I am appearing
defenseless, asking for help and forgiveness.

And what do you want me
to offer you, ma'am?

I am only looking for
refuge.

A place where I can spend
the remainder of my days.

To return to
my ancestors' land.

I see you have the courage to show yourself here
when the Emperor has put a prize on your head.

I did nothing else but defended what
I believed fair for Castile, Your Highness.

You can stay
in Portugal.

And don't worry. Your persecutors
will not nothing about your whereabouts.

I hope that you will know
how to be thankful.

And that you will not start
any revolt against me.

Thank you,
Your Highness.

Leave.

- Are you giving shelter to that rebel?
- She descends from Portugese nobles.

- Give her to the Emperor.
- Do you want me to become the Empire's puppet in everyone's eyes?

In your vassals' eyes,
in particular.

The decision is wise.

- But the Emperor will not like it.
- Just wait for the consequences.

My brother
never forgets.

They are the main leaders,
those who you decided to execute.

But we have a serious problem,
Your Majesty. There.

Bishop Acuña.

What did he do
to be here?

He ransacked churches to finance
the comunero cause with an army of 200 priests.

He was captured in Navarre,
but he tried to escape.

He killed the mayor
who guarded him, with a brick.

May God be
with Monsignor!

- He deserves what is happening to him.
- I don't doubt it, but...

In times of uncertainty,
when any support is necessary,

is it good
to execute a bishop?

Should the justice not be equal
for everyone in my dominions?

My lord... You are risking
that Rome excommunicates you.

Alright.

Let him remain
prisioner.

Execute the rest.

You were very eloquent
in your talk before the Curia.

I cannot agree more about the necessity
of a reform in the Church.

I confess that I myself
promoted your nomination.

I am glad to know. In the governance,
one learns that every support is a little.

Nevertheless, I fear you have not noticed
that the things in the Holy See

evolve
in their own rhythm.

The changes cannot come into
existence from day to day.

In particular, when no one wants
them to come into existence.

Rome has to give an example
for virtue and honour.

We must finish with
the indulgences and reprieves.

With the luxury
and the unnecessary expenses.

How many lives are taken by the hunger
and the illnesses, while we waste the money here

to jewels
and luxurious buildings.

A similar reform will flutter
more than one dovecot.

Thank you for the warning.
Anything else?

It seems your pupil,
the Emperor,

threatens Monsignor Acuña
with execution.

He is a comunero rebel.

He was excommunicated because of his sacks
in the times of Ferdinand the Catholic.

Do you ratify
his conviction?

I am sure that Charles
will not execute a bishop.

If he will, I trust that
you will be merciless.

Because, as you preach,
Rome does not depend on the Empire.

Cortés...

- Did you want to see me?
- Sit down.

- I'm afraid I have bad news.
- Has something happened to my husband?

I've been informed that
he doesn't live a Christian life.

We both know that my husband
has never been pious.

They're suggesting here
that he has another woman.

A woman who has replaced you
not only in the bed.

It seems Cortés doesn't make any
decisions without discussing with her.

An Indian.

What are you saying?

An Indian?

In that case, this writing contains
only lies and defamations.

Ma'am...
I'm afriad you're wrong.

I have to inform Castile.
It is my duty.

No!

You are doing this
for your own interest.

To take away from him the governent
of the territories he has conquered!

You are offending me.

You know our differences well,
but I swear

that this time I'm only driven
by the defense of the decency.

- And the justice.
- Wait. Don't tell them yet.

Let me go there
and see it with my own eyes.

Ma'am, will you undertake
such a dangerous journey?

If what this is
saying is true,

you will have my testimony and
my blessing to inform everyone in detail.

- You are asking too much.
- Please.

For my honour!

I beg you.

Alright.

I will do so,
for the respect towards you.

Mother...

... do not be afraid,

I don't hate you.

I need that no longer.

I have already taken vengeance,
Mother.

Now one look
from me is enough

to hang those on the gallows
who mean me harm.

You have
my forgiveness.

Go!

I will not receive anyone else.
May they go.

Come one!
Out!

Go!

Take a good look at those.
You will see nothing of them again.

All of them are leaving
with the first ship for Cádiz.

I missed you.
So did your son.

He doesn't stop eating.
He has a conquistador's strength.

See you soon.
Now I'm going to take a nap.

- I can take it with you.
- No.

Ma'am... You should know
that Catalina Juárez,

Cortés's wife
is coming here.

- Does he know about it?
- No.

Don't tell him.

Do it for me.

The little one is moving.
He feels when you are near.

Eleanor...

Your brother replied: he wants you to
go back after the birth as it was agreed.

- Respond that it is impossible.
- With that, I would break the contracts

- and defy the Emperor.
- But we will marry, won't we?

Will you let me
go back?

I am carrying the heir to the throne
in my belly. I am the Queen of Portugal!

- You are property of the Crown of Castile.
- No.

You are mine
and I am yours.

- I wish it were that simple.
- You are giving shelter to a rebel

behind my brother's back,
and do you want to send me back?

I don't want to lose you.
I don't want you to leave.

By God, I will do my utmost
to prevent you to be taken away from me.

Your Majesty,

I do not wish anything
but health to you in this land.

We shared
long hours

thinking about the day
when you have the crown

that decorates
you today.

But this obligates me
to warn you

that our friendship will not
prevent me from fulfilling my duty.

If you decide to execute
Monsignor Antonio Acuña,

I will see myself forced
to excommunicate you.

You are still in time, Your Majesty.
Stop this horrar!

My lord, if you are not afraid of Rome,
be afriad of God, at least.

God will be able
to understand it.

Forgive me.

I forgive you.
Try to pull it hard.

I absolve you. In the name of the Father,
and the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Confiscate his properties.
We need them.

May God protect us.

Call His Majesty.
It is urgent.

- What happened?
- France counterattacked in the Duchy of Milan.

Our forces will not resist for long.
We need more men.

Can we count
on Rome?

Rome will give no assistance. This war
must be won without the Pope's blessing.

I say we should respond
with might and main.

- We have already defeated them once.
- No, my lord.

I beg you, Your Majesty, we should find a way
to stop this fight that no one desires.

- A permanent peace would be good for all of us.
- Peace?

Do you believe I don't desire peace? Francis should give
me back the Duchy of Burgundy if he wants to end it!

My lord, we won in Bicocca, but,
in Valenciennes, we went through a disaster.

- Let us not underrate the power of the French.
- There is something we have not estimated yet

and we could try.

In the chain that surrounds
the King of France, there is a weak link,

a man capable of gathering
30 000 men in his estates.

A soldier with capacity and experience
to change the course of this war,

if he turns his armies
against Francis.

And who is
this man?

I deduce that a more formal
meeting would not be suitable.

We both are
men of the world.

I am coming from far
and I will not palter.

You have come to my call.
I suppose you are interested.

Maybe you suppose
too much.

In the Emperor's name I am offering you an alliance,
so that France and Spain could be fraternal countries,

as it suits
between Christians.

Are you proposing me
a betrayal?

The vassals don't betray their lord
if he treats them unfairly

and deprives them from everything
belongs to them.

What would you say
if I made you a similar offer?

We are not talking about the same king.
Mine is not surrounded by adulators,

neither punishes
those loyal to him.

Make your men be at the Emperor's disposal,
and he can thank you for that.

- How?
- Eleanor.

The Emperor's sister became a widow
and will return to Castile.

What better way is there to seal
an alliance than a marriage?

No doubt, your proposal
is precious.

But I have to
think it over.

Add a dowry of 200 000 escudos
to your reflections.

But mind that the time is
working against everyone.

- Catalina...
- Who is this?

I am his wife.

An Indian?
Have you gone mad?

- I have a name.
- Make her shout up!

May she never address me
again.

Go.

No...

Calm down.

I didn't believe what I heard about you,
and what I've seen is much worse.

Enough. I won't let you
make me lift up my voice.

I am your husband.

I have conquered
this world without you,

but I haven't
forgotten you.

Leave your kisses to that savage.
You disgust me!

Are you leaving?

I cannot stay here
with that woman.

Are speaking like this about
the one who is your wife by law?

- Does that bother you?
- It bothers me more

that threw me out of my bedroom and
I had to be in hiding to feed Martín.

You'll want for nothing. Be patient.
She'll leave with the next ship, with the gold.

- Take me with you today.
- I can't.

- We have to be prudent.
- We? You only think about yourself.

Yesterday I was a queen,
today I feel myself a servant.

None of these two things
are true.

You are my lover,
this should be enough for you.

This is madness.

Ma'am, try to
understand your husband.

No. I need to know...
I want to know everything!

Sometimes it is better to be reconciled to
what you saw and not to investigate more.

That woman and her son
must go away from here.

She has infected him,
that boy is the fruit of shame.

You must know that Doña Marina isn't any
Indian. She's a very important woman here.

Well, that is over!

In the eyes of God,
he can have only one woman.

Obey me,
please:

go back to Castile and wait
until all these things pass away.

That whatsoever savage has taken away
from me what belongs to me by right.

No...
None of that!

I won't go away from here
neither give up what is mine!

You are the King of Portugal.
You should act like that.

You have no heart.

I have a head.

You cannot let the rumours continue about
what is growing in the Dowager Queen's belly.

You cannot understand.

I love her.

If you have never felt like that
you don't know what I am talking about.

What can I do
not to lose her?

Are you so decided
to marry her?

- That is my wish.
- Offer a deal to the Emperor.

Give him María Pacheco
in return for staying with Eleanor.

The Emperor will be angry
to know that I gave her shelter.

He will.

But this way you will
inform him about it.

Just like about your liaison
with his sister.

It is better if he learns it
from you than from a third party.

Face him,

and he will appreciate
the deed as goodwill.

You will forestall a greater bad, and you
will have occasion to ask for his blessing.

He wants to compare that traitor with
Eleanor? My sister is worth much more.

Especially that we have offered
her hand to the Duke of Bourbon.

What the hell is
going on in Portugal?

So much interest in
marrying your sister...

Maybe who Eleanor is expecting
is not Manuel's.

Maybe someone else
is the fortunate one.

She refuses to come,
and she will put all of us to shame!

Go for her and drag her here if you must.
She should come back immediately!

My lord, please, be prudent.
We need your sister,

but we also
need Portugal.

- We cannot become enemies with King John.
- Do as I say.

The Marquis of Dénia is waiting
for you in the throne-room.

I hope your return to Castile
has proved to be satisfactory.

Many of us wished
for your return.

Don't waste neither my time nor yours.
Tell me once what you want.

You know that the harvest was
lost because of the revolts.

Have you come to ask for money? I know your
accounts, my lord, and you get more than enough.

If the care for my mother and sister
proves to be a too difficult task...

No, Your Majesty! For me, that is
an honour I cannot renounce.

I personally care for that
they get the treatment they deserve.

That is not what
has come to my ears!

What happened between
you and my sister?

Don't notice
the malevolent rumours.

If I treated brusquely the Infanta, it was
because she joined those traitor comuneros.

- How dare you?
- Your Majesty,

I would not mention it
if I had not seen it with my own eyes.

Is that what you came for?
To ask and insult?

It is not my intention
to offend you.

If you don't believe me,
ask the Infanta.

Leave...
Leave!

I have to entrust you with a mission.
Because you are the most suitable man to do it.

I resort to
your discretion.

- Because it is a delicate matter.
- You can trust me, Your Majesty.

Find out as much as you can
about Doña Germaine's situation.

About her marriage?

Stop walking about,
daughter.

Come closer.

The last time I still recognized
the boy in your eyes, and now...

- So much time didn't pass.
- When did you come back?

- I should have come earlier.
- For what?

To relieve
your conscience?

You are glad
to see me, I see.

If you're going to lock us up for
a lifetime, please, find another jailer.

That disgusting Marquis
treats us worse than serves.

Does that justify that
you conspire against me?

The comuneros made up to us, that is true.
But we have always been loyal.

I am not speaking about you
but about her.

- Do you believe the stories of that abject rat?
- He says he saw it.

People say
many things...

I was assured by my brother one day that he'd take me
out of this castle, but his word's worth nothing!

- Do you deny it, then?
- I would join the devil himself

- to go away from here.
- Hush.

What are you afraid of, Mother?
What else could he do to us?

- Think over your words.
- No! I have been quiet enough.

Kill me if you think I deserve it,
but have courage to do it with your hands.

Enough!
Enough.

If you rule
it is because I permit it.

- Ma'am...
- Don't come closer!

- It is not my intention to offend you.
- Go away, then.

You feel alone.
Believe me, I understand.

You?

I let a husband go,

and you've demented him with God knows
what kind of spells and words of serpent.

I wish it was true.
I wish I could manage him.

I wish all of that
were in my hands.

I am his,
but he is not mine.

I am not enough for him.
Nor you. There are many more.

I am not the reason of his madness
but the power is.

Nothing satiates
him now.

I have to look after our son
while he goes out with anyone he wants.

He has a demon
inside.

You,
who knows him better..

do something.

Please.

Have you seen it, wife?
This is what we do here.

The Emperor would be less
of an emperor without us.

I won't go with that ship. Neither with
the next, nor with the following one.

- You need my help.
- Do you believe so?

Diego Velázquez would like to finish you off.
He warned me about what was happening here.

That rat...
The envy corrodes him from inside.

He was going to inform Castile about your licentious
life. If he didn't do it it was because I impeded it.

He just wanted to turn you against me.
You've never been an ingenue.

If he was going to tell Castile, we'd think
he doesn't inform me, instead you came...

I will forget
what I saw

if it ends
here and now.

Otherwise,
I'll inform the Emperor.

How do you wish to spend
the remainder of your days?

As the Governor of New Spain
or humiliated, in a Castilian cell?

At the stake,
perhaps?

Are you threatening me?

We haven't reached so far to lose
everything because of your flirts.

Choose:

do you want me
to help you

or to ruin you?

She will never leave.

No!
Not this way.

I want the man I love.
Not the one I am seeing in her hands.

How can she dominate you
who have defeated an empire?

- In the place I come from, there're other customs.
- But you are great.

If that Charles is
an emperor there, here...

you are much more.

You are a god.

Will you let that woman destroy
what you got with sword?

With your determination,
with your intelligence...

You are the pure incarnation
of Quetzalcoatl.

You are the greatest.

Cortés,
the greatest of men.

My lord.

I keep my mother and sister
locked up in that castle.

Do you think
I am cruel?

You are... prudent, Your Majesty.
Nothing more.

The governance brings annoyances.
Sometimes to those who we appreciate the most.

- What did you want?
- Johanna van der Gheynst has had a daughter.

Her name is Margaret.

You have become a father...
again.

See to that they want
for nothing. Ever.

Your Majesty,
I have been thinking, and...

What happened in Portugal could be
very beneficial for the Empire,

- if we can use it in our favour.
- What do you mean?

King John wouldn't like to give up your friendship,
but a scandal wouldn't be good for him.

We can gain
much from him now.

Marry
Infanta Isabella.

Or do you not
feel alone?

For what else do you look for a shelter in
the arms of women who can't give you anything

except unwanted
descendants?

Think about that, too, that the dowry would
give us what we need to end this war.

And should I break
the alliance with Henry?

Portugal will be loyal to you.
Can you say the same about the English?

I see you are not afraid of
the plague to show yourself here.

- All of us are in God's hands.
- It is very late.

The pontiff is resting.
He will welcome you once it is possible.

I have not come looking for
His Holiness but you.

The Most Christian King of France
is worried.

He has always had a good
relation with Rome.

Could it be
otherwise?

To be honest, my lord fears that this friendship
with the new pope... will be stirred.

The past of His Holiness doesn't
make him a servant of the Empire.

Perhaps. But the Turks are
on the watch, Your Reverence.

If that happens,
God forbid,

to whom will Rome turn,
begging for its salvation?

Your Holiness,
you must leave Rome.

The plague infested
the city.

The majority of the cardinals
has gone. You should, too.

I will not leave
my place.

Nor will I excommunicate
the Emperor.

Your Majesty!

Rhodes has succumbed
to the Turks.

The whole Christendom
is threatened.

Rome is deserted,
destroyed by the plague.

The cardinals
have fled.

The few who remained here
would like me to flee, too.

I made a mistake when I accepted
to sit in St. Peter's chair.

I should have never
left Castile.

Here, I have no allies.
Even less, friends.

Forgive me for the disruptions
my departure could have caused you.

I am applying to you,
in this terrible hour,

begging for
your help.

In return, I place Rome
at the service of the Empire.

Yours sincerely,
Adrian.

My lady.

I had you in, but the matter
is about your husband.

The position the Marquess accepted
with your marriage is not an easy one.

He received many favours
in return for taking care of you.

And of my child.

The Marquess's devotion and love, what such
a high mission requires, are obvious.

And my wish is
to recompense it.

Why did you not
come to me?

Your Majesty, I know about
your many tribulations...

I care for you!

Do you not know?

He dissipated
the incomes I gave you,

sold your jewels
when nothing remained in the chests,

- and lifted his hand against you!
- My lord, I am also to blame...

Don't lie to me!
That damned bastard!

Your Majesty, hold your horses! Think about
that your daughter considers him a father.

For St. George!

- You look like Joan of Arc.
- I hope to have a better end...

I want this.

To burn at the stake
with you.

Son...

Your wife is very ill.

This is not new,
Mother.

She is dying.

It could be a matter of days.
Or hours.

The least you can do is
to visit her in her deathbed.

- She will have the funeral she deserves.
- No, Your Highness. Go and see her.

Before the Court, it is not enough to be king.
You also have to appear one.

You have come...

As soon as I could.
How couldn't I?

Don't make me laugh.
I don't have the strength.

You have never
loved me.

You deceived me and humiliated me
before everyone.

Do you want the last thing I remember
from your lips to be a reproach?

This is the truth.

Moreover,
you have killed me.

- I never wanted to hurt you, Claude.
- I know.

That is the way
you are.

Drink...

I have done
what was expected from me.

- I gave you descendants.
- I have not asked more.

You have to promise me that
you will take care of my children.

If anything happens to them,
my life would not be good for anything.

- Promise me.
- I promise.

What is your word
worth?

I will.
For my life, I will.

Now, go.

Let me die
in peace.

I have not had
a worthy life.

Let my life be that
at least.

- Your Highness, I am very sorry...
- Save the condolences with me,

because it is
to be long.

And your son?

As you can imagine,
he is very afflicted.

I have heard rumours
that trouble me.

I know the King, driven by his caprices,
has been unfair with you.

I don't remember the last time
he demonstrated me his friendship.

Your cousin loves you well.
I know.

I am sorry for your loss,
Your Highness.

But I felicitate you.

It seems you got married,
or you will, soon.

Is that not right,
cousin?

- I don't know what you mean.
- But yes, yes, you do.

I know about your wandering
with the Emperor.

Withdraw that offence
immediately.

Now you feel self-conscious.
Do you fear that people will know who you are?

- This is not the moment.
- No one betrays me, cousin. No one!

Remember well what I am telling you
in front of my deceased wife.

- And may the Emperor remember, too.
- Is it a threat?

Because if it is,
I don't deserve such a treatment!

Marquess...

I have decided to name your wife
Vicereine of the Kingdom of Valencia.

You will accompany her
and advise her in the governance,

as Captain General
of the said kingdom.

I grant you that rank
from now on.

Do know that everything you have
you owe to your wife.

Rank,
fortune...

Even your mere
existence.

Prove me
you deserve her.

Stop!

Stop!
Stop!

I want to give a toast. But before that,
read my appointment again. Read it!

By the present and order of
the Emperor, notice is hereby given

that Don Hernán Cortés Monroy Pizarro

the conquistador, is named
Governor of New Spain!

Nothing of these would have
been possible without you.

Without anyone of you!

Let us clink our glasses
with this wine of the Old World...

- Cheers!
- Cheers!

Cheers!

This victory
is yours, too.

What are you doing?

Don't worry.
I have for you, too.

You are possessed!
This was the last time.

You will pay for what
you have done to me.

How dare you speak to me
like this in front of my people?

- You are the humiliated one?
- Show me respect!

I am your husband!
I am the Governor of New Spain!

Not for a long time. Everybody will
know in Castile what you have become.

I have a world by my feet.
I am a god here. A god!

You are a demon.
A mad demon!

I will write to the Court. I will ask for
the protection of the highest authority!

Don't you dare!

Help!

- Somebody, help me!
- Sir!

Catalina...

Catalina.

Your Majesty...
Your Majesty!

His Holiness...
Adrian...

is dead.

Dead?

- How?
- His body was found on the floor.

- Murder?
- We cannot know for certain.

- The plague has wreaked havoc.
- He decided to ally with the Empire and he dies.

- Either France or the Roman Curia killed him.
- We should not rule a sad coincidence out.

I forced him
to take sides.

- His death is my fault.
- Your Majesty, don't torment yourself.

Leave me alone.

Are you going
to the war?

The imperials are
encolsed in Pavia.

Pope Adrian can tell about his good works
before God. The providence is smiling on us.

And should you go
on the front of your armies?

It cannot be otherwise,
Mother.

Will the Constable
accompany you?

I don't want to know anything
about my infamous cousin.

An infamous man who could gather 30 000 men.
Too much to take it easy.

The difference between
victory and defeat.

Even if it hurts us,
you must count on him.

You are so sick you are not even
getting up to welcome me?

Forgive me, Your Highness.
I can barely move.

You do it correctly,
my friend.

Nothing is like repose
to recover the strength.

Now you are treating me
as a friend?

Now and forever,
Charles.

If I was a little harsh
in our last meeting, it was

becauser I was distracted
by the Queen's death.

I am leaving for Italy with my men.
I need to know if I can count on you.

Of course,
Your Highness.

Let me recover and I will be
with you, neck and neck.

I will wait 3 weeks.
Enough for you to recover.

A great victory awaits us. The poets
will speak about us in the future.

We will be
a legend.

The Emperor wants to make me
marry the Duke of Bourbon.

It is reasonable.

It could change
the course of the war.

My brother shows it again how skillful
he is... at the expense of his loved ones.

I respect you, Eleanor,
but we cannot avoid our destiny.

What destiny?

Calm down.
Think about your child.

Marrying and giving birth!
That is our destiny!

And if we die, what does it matter?
That is the only thing waiting for us.

Does it seem little to you to give an heir
to a kingdom who assures its future?

- If the Emperor and I...
- Ingenue!

My brother will never marry you! He would
never do such a thing to insult England.

Politics may impede my wedding with Charles,
but you will not marry my brother,

because you have put
all of us to shame.

Help!

Say I am not going to die.
Say it.

I cannot. We can just pray
and trust in the providence.

Push, Eleanor.
Push!

Push!

It is a beautiful girl!

- It is a beautiful girl...
- Let me hold her.

Very well. Very well,
Eleanor, very well.

Your Majesty, our ancestors wanted
our kingdoms to walk hand in hand.

The mistakes of
His Higness, my brother,

should not garble a plan
inspired by the providence,

as well the interest of
the Empire should not impede it.

Will you let misplaced affections
and compromises break something

that the fatality have not got
to wreck on so many occasions?

We will attack France
on three fronts.

England, from northwest.
We, from south.

Bourbon's troops will cross the Alps
to attack Francis in the Duchy of Milan.

This is the moment. The French are expecting
the Duke's troops, but they will not arrive.

If it goes wrong, there will be
no more opportunities.

If it goes well, there will be
peace between the Christians.

Peace, and Adrian always thought
its search to be my first obligation.

- The Constable's troops are coming.
- You should not lose faith.

- I gave him 3 weeks, and he needed only 2.
- But they are coming against us.

- What?
- They are attacking us.

- Your Highness, order the retreat.
- Never! Let them prepare my horse.

I am not like that coward Charles. I fight
on the front of my men in the battlefield.

- Honour or death.
- What do you want to do?

I am going with my cavalry
against his lines.

The artillery must stop
firing the enemy!

The King is going to
enter the battlefield!

Let me! I assure you
I will survive!

Go and find Montmorency.
Tell him where I am. Quickly!

Where is the great lord
you are talink about?

Blessed ignorance...

Do you not know
who we caught?

We could not have a better booty,
gentlemen.

He is the King of France.

You succeeded. I could not
have gone better.

With Francis as prisioner, this war has
come to an end. Congratulations, Your Majesty.

England did not
attack.

Henry...

My father...

My friend,
my brother...

Henry has failed us!

- You warned me well.
- Taste the victory, my lord.

I am going to send
an emissary to Portugal.

I also have a proposal
for King John.

I began to think
you would not come.

Look, John.
This is our daughter.

And she has your eyes. It is going
to be difficult to conceal it.

Do you not want to
take her into your arms?

I love you.

I have never loved
before knowing you.

Know that I was always for you
and you, for me.

- Forgive me.
- Why should I?

You must leave
for Castile.

God knows I have done
everything I could.

You would not be worthy of the Crown
of the most miserable kingdom on the earth.

- Give me my daughter!
- No.

You cannot
do this to me.

I will not
forget you.

Do I scare you?

Now you don't seem to be
the brother who came from Flanders.

How do I know
that I can trust you?

Can you give me proof?

No.

I doesn't matter
what I tell you.

You are distrustful
like a good Fleming.

You will live surrounded by vipers
who will try to make up to you.

Trust more
in the blood.

I will fulfill
my promise.

I will take you
out of here.

You are hurting me.

Mother...

I pains me
to leave you here.

- And if we will not see each other again?
- Don't be silly!

You have a life
in front of you.

Walk, walk,
without looking back!

Is it true that Eleanor was taken away without
saying goodbye to her gaughter if she wanted to?

I will marry Catherine,
the Emperor's youngest sister.

And you will finally
marry Charles.

You don't need to pretend
surprise. You knew it.

Brother...

I am guilty of
being in love.

But you...

You betrayed me.

She is here now.

You have made the best possible
decision. Don't be troubled.

I wish you very much happiness
in your marriage.

Because when you die,
you will burn in hell.

Have they treated you well,
Your Highness?

My men and I will
accompany you to Spain.

- We will not leave you alone.
- Listen to me, Montmorency.

You have to pass it to him
whatever the cost, do you understand?

Only he can help us.
Only he can.

Constantinople

Suleiman the Magnificent,
sultan of sultans,

I turn to you
in this desperate situation.

Please accept this present,
my ring, as symbol of friendship,

to help me defeat a common enemy,
the infamous Emperor Charles V.

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Do you want another king
on the throne of the Capetians?

Gattinara thinks that your brother plans
to negotiate with the King of France.

I will never give up Burgundy.
When will I see the Emperor?

Shortly, we will be separated forever.
That is how you have arranged.

I need a service
of yours.

It is the Emperor's order.
You cannot ignore it.

He is emperor in Europe.
Here...

The only one thing
the King wishes for

is a male heir who will strengthen
his dynasty. And I have not given him that.

Remind Cortés that there is only one
king in New Spain: it is me.

Who is that lady?

- The Dowager Queen of Portugal.
- Are you in touch with the infidels?

I would ally with the devil himself
for your brother's sake.

- Who is there?
- The Queen's nephew

has failed his compromise
for the second time.

He will not share
the booty.

You killed Moctezuma! With him I would
have created a strong and rich empire.

I see myself obligated
to deprive you of your rent.

Did you follow me to the border
so that I change my mind?

- Here you have the seals of the Chancellery. It won't be me who legitimizes such a deceit.
- You are my prisioner!

You, who said you are my friend,
you are the rotten apple.

I welcome Her Highness
in the name of the Emperor, our lord.

Your Majesty!

King Francis
has fallen ill.