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Centuries ago,
the lands of Southeast Asia brimmed with life and riches.
Meenanakarin,
Davichmetha,
Assavadevathin
and Phuchongphisut
coexisted in peace for generations
until an enemy came unbidden,
and all four kingdoms were attacked.
The king of Meenanakarin called for unity, so the four kingdoms became one:
the nation of Emmaly.
Years passed,
the dynasties took turns on the throne,
and now it belongs to King Thipokbowon of the Assavadevathins.
For when we stand united,
we shall never fall.
Mr. Charan.
His Majesty has issued a royal command for you
to appear before him within the next half hour.
Understood.
Stop it, Charan.
Your skill remains as sharp as ever.
This is the finest combat instructor who trains our royal guards.
His role remains classified.
You must be quite curious why I tested you, aren't you?
I'm certain you have your own justifications, Your Majesty.
The cicadas are shedding their skin.
Summer must be coming soon.
Wouldn't it be great if someone who understands me
could join me for a cup of tea?
One more thing, I've mentioned this many times.
When it's just the two of us, there's no need for formality.
You're still the grandson I've raised since you were little.
Now rise.
My apologies, Your Majesty.
Have a seat.
Sit down.
You're the only grandson
I can talk to freely.
How are you doing?
I have withered away as the days went by,
but I feel lonely.
That's why I asked you to join me.
What kind of tea would you like to drink?
Chamomile or oolong?
Both can no longer satisfy me
because I know there's something better.
You should try Earl Grey,
the tea imported from the UK.
The flavor lingers...
reminiscent of days long gone.
But now, I am too old to fetch it myself,
and I cannot trust anyone enough to ask for such a favor.
If you trust me,
I will bring it to you.
Then you should hurry.
You're the only one I can place my trust in.
Go to Thatdanai, an old friend of mine.
He will have the finest tea prepared for you.
If you wait any longer, it may be too late.
Your command is my will, Your Majesty.
En garde. (On guard)
PrĂȘtes? (Ready?)
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
Attaque simultanée. (Simultaneous attack)
En garde. (On guard)
PrĂȘts? (Ready?)
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
Come on. Come on.
You got this.
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
Yes.
- Good. - Halte. (Halt)
- Good. - Good, come on.
Touché, pointe. (Touch, point)
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
One-minute break.
En garde. (On guard)
PrĂȘts? (Ready?)
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
- Yes. - Attaque. (Attack)
- That's great. - Touché. (Touch)
- Well done. - Pointe. (Point)
PrĂȘts? (Ready?)
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
Ătes-vous prĂȘts? (Are you ready?)
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
Relax. Come on.
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
Halte. (Halt)
Halte. (Halt)
- Yes, that's great. - That's good.
Halte. (Halt)
Halte. (Halt)
Halte. (Halt)
Attaque simultanée. (Simultaneous attack)
En garde. (On guard)
PrĂȘts? (Ready?)
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
Yes.
- Yes. - Good.
Nice shot.
Let's go!
The last one was great.
Yes.
- Good. - Yes, come on. Yay.
Congratulations to the winner of Group A, Kenneth.
I've heard that Kenneth is of Emmaly descent,
one of the best fencing countries in the world.
He's also the best in his university's fencing club.
It's not surprising.
Please give Kenneth support in the Finals.
Kenneth, Kenneth, Kenneth.
Shit.
I'm just messing around, mate.
By the way, congratulations.
Hey,
why are you following me?
Are you a scout?
What?
You can't speak?
What the hell do you want?
Why is it?
Don't know what I'm saying, huh?
I guess you're not a scout, then.
I see.
Are you trying to flirt with me?
Gosh, man.
Has no one told you that following someone you like
is kind of creepy?
And I have no interest in you.
What a waste of time.
My apologies.
Don't jump to conclusions.
Wait...
- You speak... - And has no one here told you
that every time you lunge, your shoulder twitches first?
That little habit of yours
might be the reason you lose one day.
Is this really all the top fencers of the club
have got?
You still have lots more to work on.
Who the hell are you?
- If you think you know me so well... - It's not just your shoulder.
You're also too hasty.
I say this with the best intentions.
If you stay this way,
victory will never be yours.
Alright.
Here you are.
Have a seat.
You know what? Today...
I've made it to the Finals.
Really?
Congratulations.
Don't get ahead of yourself just yet.
- For the Emmalians... - For the Emmalians,
I am not yet strong enough to be a professional fencer.
Emmaly this, Emmaly that.
This food is Emmalian.
The house looks like it came straight out of Emmaly.
Why didn't you just name me Emmaly, too?
It's good that you know that.
Eat up.
After this, you'll come to practice with me.
Gosh, Dad.
You won't give me a break, will you?
Khanin...
Yeah, fine.
Nin,
mind your table manners.
I know.
Wasn't gonna use it.
I just took it out.
If you hadn't become a writer,
you would've been a soldier.
Every time you lunge,
your shoulder twitches first.
Is this really all the top fencers of the club
have got?
What's going on?
You seem distracted today.
Is something wrong?
I...
Nothing, Dad.
Let's give it another try.
Relax, okay?
Stay focused. Breathe.
Start when you're ready.
Take a deep breath.
Right.
That was very good.
I'm proud of you for recognizing your own weakness
and fixing it on your own.
Am I really better?
Yes.
Your problem is that
you move your shoulder a bit too early and tense up,
but I can tell you're trying to change that.
Let's try that again.
Relax.
Take a deep breath. Focus.
Good.
Right.
Great.
Halte. (Halt)
Yes.
Halte. (Halt)
Yes.
- Yes. - Yes.
Allez. (Go)
Halte. (Halt)
En garde. (On guard)
PrĂȘts? (Ready?)
Allez. (Go)
Nice one. Let's go.
Yes, yes, yes.
Kenneth, you're the first Emmalian that I've ever faced.
Congratulations.
Thank you for the match.
May I ask you? Who taught you fencing?
It's my dad.
Surprise!
You?
Why are you here?
- I have... - Leave that to me.
Nin,
this is Mr. Charan.
He's gonna stay with us for a while.
Mr. Charan?
He's the grandson of someone I respect.
I don't get it.
You told him to leave that to you. What did you mean by that?
Why does he have to stay here with us?
Make sure to be a good host, Khanin.
Where do you think you're going?
Why are you down here?
Can't I?
Fine,
just do whatever you want.
I'm just not used to
having a stranger in my house.
Why do you have to be here?
You can ask your dad.
I'm asking you.
Don't you have a place to stay?
I do,
but there's a reason I have to be here.
Wait,
a reason to be here?
What is it?
Your dad knows everything you wish to know.
Try asking him.
Dad.
Yes?
Look,
I won.
Great job.
Thanks, Dad.
I was gonna show it to you yesterday,
but something happened.
Give me a moment.
Here.
Do you need to cook for him, too?
Nin...
I'll go practice, then.
Not in the mood to see someone.
Nin...
I'll go eat with Paul at the club.
See you.
- Kenneth. - Shit.
- I got you. - Oh, my God, Paul.
What's going on, mate?
You've been so jumpy lately. Are you okay?
Honestly,
lately, I feel like I've been followed.
All the time.
Come on, you're being paranoid.
I mean,
there's no one here. Just literally you and me.
Wait,
don't you tell me that
this is the reason you didn't answer the phone last night?
Kenneth,
we were waiting for you,
to party with you.
I was exhausted.
I nodded off.
It's okay.
Today, we have a party at Samantha's place.
You have to come, please.
I've got you two choices: yes or yes.
Please.
Yeah.
- So we have to go. - At least I won't get to see Charan.
Come on.
Uh...
Who are you,
sir?
I'm Kenneth's friend.
Friend?
Nice to meet you.
Hi.
I just heard that your friend invited you to a party.
- It's none of your business. - I'm coming with you.
Don't be ridiculous.
Who are you to come?
I heard you're having a party, celebrating Kenneth's win, right?
Oh, yeah.
Can I come?
Well...
Yeah, my man.
You know what? The more, the merrier.
I think.
So, what's your name, sir?
Charan.
Charang? Charang.
Right, let's join us.
- Let's go. - Let's go.
Why not?
Come on, boy.
That's a great idea. You like it,
don't you?
No?
Jump, jump!
Hi, guys.
My cousin brought Tao Kae Noi seaweed snacks
from Thailand for you all.
So enjoy.
- Thank you. - Cheers.
Are you having fun?
- It's okay. - Good.
Cheers...
- to the winner. - The winner.
- Hi. - Hey.
This is for you.
Thanks.
Are you guys enjoying?
How is it going?
- It's going great. - Good?
You know, I'm a bit tipsy now.
Hi.
Oh, hey.
So, you said
you were a friend of Kenneth, am I right?
You can say that.
Okay.
You never told me you had a hot friend, Kenneth.
He's your type.
Quit staring at me.
You want this?
It's good, though.
Try it.
Guys, cheers.
Cheers.
- Cheers. - Come on, cheers.
- Cheers. - Yeah, drink.
Man, you're such a heavyweight. You're drinking a lot.
No. No, I'm not.
I just know when to stop.
Okay.
He's good, though.
So you're friendly now, huh?
I've never been unfriendly.
Come on, guys. What are you guys talking about?
Hey, hey, hey.
- Hey, boy. - Hey.
Should we go inside?
Exactly, that's a great idea.
Let's get inside.
- That's a perfect idea, you know. - Yeah.
Give it back if you won't eat it.
Let's play a game.
A game?
Yeah, what game should we play?
You wanna play anything? Any idea?
I think we should play...
The Pocky Game.
The Pocky Game? That's a great idea.
Come on, man.
Play with us, Kenneth, my boy.
No, I'm not playing that.
- Come on. - Come on, man.
We're here to celebrate your win.
So, you must play. There's no choice for you.
And Charang...
Join us, too. Come on.
No.
Come on, man. Don't be mean to him.
He's our new friend.
Yeah, yeah. Let's spin it for a pair.
Yeah, you go first.
- Come on. - Thank you.
Alright, let's go.
No... No, come on, man.
Why?
Don't look at me like that.
I did not wanna pair up with you.
Do you think I wanna do this? Come on.
Why it has to be you?
Your turn. You gotta do this.
- Come on. - Come on, Kenneth.
Oh...
That's a good one.
Wow, that's crazy.
Alright. Okay, I'll be your referee.
So, the rule is very simple.
You make your pocky as short as possible,
and the pair with the shortest piece wins.
And the losers must drink.
Right?
I have no plans to lose.
If you're afraid, just leave.
Why do I have to?
When we share the exact same goal.
I'm ready.
I wish you were.
- Alright, let's do it. - Let's do it.
Ready?
- It's not hard. - Okay.
Three,
two,
one.
Go!
Go, go, go. Yes.
Yes, closer.
Paul,
- Yes, yes. Closer. - go, go.
- You got it. - Closer.
- Go, go. - Closer. Closer, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah, closer.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
- Yeah, yeah. - Yep.
Who's gonna win?
Come on, man.
Closer, closer.
Who's gonna win?
You're gonna win?
This is good.
This is good.
Gosh, let me see.
Show me.
- This is good. - Show me the results.
Check it.
- Ours is way shorter, right? - Yeah.
Show me the piece.
You see? It's obvious.
- No, no. - The winners are...
Kenneth and Charan.
Did you guys...
- Oh, no. - No, dude!
Did you guys kiss?
Come on, man. This is not...
Hey,
what's wrong?
Are you still thinking about the game earlier?
Seriously?
Just 'cause our lips touched?
Do you know...
about the tale of the Emmalian kiss?
No.
A kiss is a kiss. Nothing special.
What? Are you gonna tell me or not?
Okay.
I'm not curious anymore.
I'll get my stuff and leave.
Nin.
You're still up?
Why are you back so late?
I went to a party with Paul and the others.
I thought I'd already texted you.
I was just worried. It's good that you're back now.
Get some rest.
Dad,
I wanna know about...
the tale of the Emmalian kiss.
Why do you wanna know about it now?
Well, I'm just curious.
You always tell me everything about Emmaly.
Why can't you tell me about this one?
It's not that I can't.
I just don't think it's necessary.
Why is it not?
I mean...
I need to know everything about Emmaly anyway.
The tale of the Emmalian kiss...
Among Emmalians, to kiss someone
is to seal a bond of love,
lasting until death do them part.
Well,
that was just a game.
Let's not take it too seriously.
A game?
What game did you guys play?
Nothing, Dad.
I think I'm going to bed now.
Have a good night.
Hold on.
I'm glad, though,
that you're curious about Emmaly.
Among Emmalians, to kiss someone
is to seal a bond of love,
lasting until death do them part.
It's just a tale.
It's probably nothing.
Just 'cause our lips touched.
Fine, I'll get this straight with him.
Moreover,
I feel like we've been followed.
For that reason, Prince Khanin must be taken back to Emmaly immediately
for his own safety.
Nin's been followed?
Prince Khanin needs to be informed of his royal lineage.
I'm well aware of that,
but he's not ready for the competition.
His Majesty's health continues to decline.
According to the ancient laws of Emmaly,
the Royal Competition is to be held upon His Majesty's abdication.
Therefore, His Royal Highness must return
as the only heir of the Assavadevathin clan.
I don't know how to tell him.
Through all these years,
he has grown as a son to me.
Nin...
Would anyone care to explain what in the world is going on here?
Prince Khanin,
you carry the blood of royalty,
- and you must return to Emmaly. - What are you talking about?
Dad,
what does he mean?
Dad...
You are Prince Khanin, Your Royal Highness.
I am...
not your biological father.
That's not true.
Dad, I don't believe it.
Please forgive me for hiding the truth all along.
This can't be true.
It's time
to return to Emmaly, Your Royal Highness.
Dad, stop. Dad.
Stop it, Dad.
Look at me, Dad.
Stop bowing.
Come on, don't do this.
Dad...
What the hell is this?
Answer me.
Look at me, Dad.
Please don't do this.
I don't believe this.
Why do I have to take on that foolish royal title?
All I ask is to be your son, Dad.
Dad,
can I please...
just be your son?
That's all I'm asking.
Dad,
answer me.
I got it wrong again.
It's okay.
Let's do it again.
Just take it easy.
Alright.
Mm.
Gosh, that was amazing.
You're the best.
- I'm quite good, though. - Let's finish the song.
One, two, three, four.
I don't know how to tell him.
Through all these years,
he has grown as a son to me.
How did you get in here?
Get out.
It is my duty to protect
and take care of you, Your Royal Highness.
Take care of me?
You're destroying my life.
Relax. Watch your step. Take it slow.
Nice. Go slow.
Left. Okay, attack.
- Dad... - Good.
You won't go easy on me.
You're teasing me.
I'm not. You just have to go all out.
Here, stop talking for now.
Nice. Give me more.
Remember, left and right. Now, backward.
Hurry. Come on.
Yes, faster.
Ouch.
Oh,
are you okay?
Oh...
Whoa, you cheated.
Yay, I won.
Does it count if you cheated?
- Did you really win? - I did.
I lost.
I'm so bad at this.
It's okay.
Dad,
please explain everything to me.
You are Prince Khanin,
the only heir of the Assavadevathin clan.
At this moment, your grandfather
sits on the throne
as the King of Emmaly.
You were less than a year old
when the tragedy happened.
The royal procession of Princess Khunita,
your mother, was ambushed.
She did not survive the incident.
Prince Tharin lost his beloved wife and son.
In Emmaly,
a royal funeral was held for them both.
Yet, the truth remains hidden from all but a few.
His Majesty sent me in secret to rescue you.
He commanded me
to take you into refuge with me.
Now,
the time has come
for you to return to the family you were born into.
Nin,
are you still up?
I wanna talk to you.
All these years,
was I ever truly your son in your eyes?
It's not like that.
It's never been like that.
I'm not going to Emmaly.
They've discovered that the Prince is here.
What?
We need to hurry.
What if he refuses to go?
He doesn't have a choice.
Why wouldn't I?
It's my life.
What's wrong with you?
Go.
Hurry, Nin.
Nin, run.
Dad.
- Dad... - Nin.
- Come on, let's go. - Come on.
Dad...
Dad!
Is this how you're gonna repay your dad's efforts?
I'm going back to my dad.
You're only going to get yourself caught.
If you don't trust me,
at least trust your dad.
How can we go to Emmaly from here?
I know a friend in Thailand.
He can help us.
No matter where you go, they'll catch you either way.
Khanin is on his way back.
By this evening,
I shall declare to the people that a new King
is to be chosen.
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