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We are in 1200, a time of nobles, knights, weapons and love, on the land of

the Rosilló, at the border between Catalonia and Narbonne.

The knights' swords spark and the hearts of the ladies beat with force,

full of passion.

They await the return of their husbands from the wars.

Yesterday, like today, love is the pillar of the earth.

And today, like today,

love is the pillar of the earth.

Shall we go?

There's all this wind.

Yes, but I haven't finished my work yet.

Your father will be worried.

But how do you feel?

I'm a little tired.

Go and rest, come on.

Thank you.

See you later.

What will I do without you, my faithful lover?

Always fighting to defend my life.

When you come back, every day will be more beautiful.

Don't love me.

Love me.

Don't love me.

Love me.

Love me.

Don't love me.

Don't love me.

I don't know, but...

Maria!

Maria!

Who eats fish means that he has love-hate.

Isn't it true, dear?

It's not true.

Come on, tell me.

I know what's coming to your mind.

Nothing is coming to me.

You can't deceive me.

I know what's going to happen to you.

Come on, come here.

We are friends.

You can tell me about it.

Jean left you.

No, he didn't leave me.

Do you want to know something?

If you eat a good peach, all the evils of love pass you.

I do not believe in these strange stories.

Even less to the peaches.

Go, Maria, tell me.

It does not even pass me by the head.

I know you have something, why do not you tell me?

Okay, I have the evil of love.

Do not worry, I have the solution, come with me.

Here we can talk quietly, I can advise you.

You will see that you will be better right away.

You just have to trust me.

Maria, your heart is very sad.

And I can not see you like this.

You know what I feel for you.

It is right that you trust.

Listen, I have seen you very worried.

And since I am your friend, I will introduce you to a person who will help you.

Okay?

Who?

Who can help me?

It is the wise Bernard, and he is the best in the whole county for evils of love.

And what can a magician do for me?

I do not know anything about magic, but I do not think that...

You can rest assured, I will talk to him and tell him

that when the sun goes down, you will go to visit him.

Maria, you will see that you will smile again.

Magic, curses... Evil of love... Who knows?

Who eats fish means he has evil of love.

And you, what do you know about fish?

I do not know anything about them, but I can feel the scent.

And you are full of it.

Time...

Time...

Time...

Time is wisdom, it is life.

It is very important.

The hours...

The hours...

Listen to how they pass.

The eyes...

They are also important.

Now I will start telling you a story.

You have to pay me a lot of attention.

And remember it forever.

The herbs...

Where are my herbs?

Here, these are important.

The memories... The memories...

Little by little, they come back to me slowly.

I...

I want to tell you a story.

A beautiful love story.

And of betrayals that happened a long time ago.

Or a short time ago.

It does not matter.

Once upon a time there was a man called Raymond de Castillo Montalban.

A very important man.

He married a beautiful young maiden.

The poor girl was very unhappy because she did not love him.

Because she was forced to share her talisman with him.

You have to be careful.

Very careful.

Because it is important what I am telling you.

Very important, yes.

I do not remember what I was telling you.

Ah, yes, yes, yes.

Every...

Every day at the end of the evening she collected the flowers of her garden.

The poor girl, however, was not happy.

Not at all.

Her heart was no longer beating with strength.

But she continued to collect flowers even around the countryside.

Until one day, while she was playing with a marguerite...

Mother...

The only thing that pays for my sadness...

is to collect these peasant flowers...

and to feel their aromas, always so fresh.

Mother Suryamunda.

Excuse me... if I disturb you during your meditation.

But... I have serious reasons to do it.

You know that the king is going to war.

I have to follow him.

My role does not allow me to do otherwise.

This land is ours forever.

But we must defend it.

If you do not like it...

there is no problem.

We will have much time for us when I return.

But remember...

your body is mine.

And no one else's.

Is that clear?

Only mine.

Do you know what I mean?

All the flesh is mine.

All your body.

What is this?

It is yours...

You cry.

And why do I cry?

You cry... because you are mine.

Remember this.

You are mine.

Only mine.

Don't be afraid.

No one else will have your body.

Don't be afraid.

But why don't you want to understand?

You're right.

I can't... Come on, try again.

Come on, try again.

Now try again.

You know what?

I didn't like this story at all.

To follow and listen to my stories, you will have to come back every evening.

You will come back tomorrow evening with five flowers.

Five flowers.

And then, when you get to the outskirts, you

will have to come back with five flowers.

You will have to make this signal.

Remember, little girl, don't follow the time.

Let it go by itself.

Why does the magician want five flowers?

It was hard to remember the signal, wasn't it?

Yes.

You brought the flowers.

Very good.

Very good.

How did you see them?

You are almost blind.

There is no one who is not blind.

In truth, I don't have eyes to see the heart.

You must know that.

I don't have eyes to see feelings.

Love cannot be seen.

Love cannot be seen.

Because you can't touch or even weigh it.

No, sir.

No one can ask me, now give me a book of love.

But I can.

I have written five because you color them to match mine.

But first I will ask for a palace... RAVI R esperando L' kingdom.

Meaning... You wrote in five or maybe even more?

Three.

RAVI No.

You wrote in five or maybe even more?

A few hours for our enchantment.

Here's the rose.

Instead, it carries love.

Here it is.

The bell, instead...

carries...

the heart.

The orange flower, instead...

Here it is.

This is the...

This is the faithfulness.

The faithfulness...

of true love.

Yours...

and my love.

And the red, instead...

the passion, the strength, the fire.

And, instead, the rosemary...

Where is the rosemary?

Where is it?

Here it is.

Where is it?

Here it is.

Here it is, the rosemary.

Here it is.

The rosemary... is green.

Green...

Yes.

Like hope.

And, above all...

Above all, it is aromatic.

Yes.

It smells like...

your youth.

Very... Very...

Very aromatic.

The hope...

in love...

is the last...

feeling...

you lose.

Lean on me.

Lean on me.

Come on, come on.

Lean on me and look.

Here it is.

It's black.

Black as the night.

Without the moon.

And...

as the last thing...

also fearful.

Fearless.

Strengthen our story.

And also the fire.

Horses...

and warriors...

without fear.

Our story... can continue.

And now I tell you.

In a very dark night a little girl was sleeping...

and something happened that was unexpected.

I was waiting for you.

There were bodies everywhere.

Do you have any news?

No.

Do you know what they say?

No, I don't know anything.

Tell me.

They have betrayed Ramon.

How is that possible?

Don't you know?

Don't you know that his princess has deceived him?

It's incredible.

Tell me.

He is with another man.

Another man?

And who told you that?

It doesn't matter.

But I assure you it's true.

No.

And I know who he is with.

With Guillaume de Cabestany.

Come on.

It's hard to believe.

So the great conqueror is cursed.

Do you think Ramon's wife is so beautiful?

Or at least as young and elegant as she is?

I don't think so.

You're right.

She is beautiful.

You're right.

I think it's impossible.

She is a wonderful creature.

Salam.

Where are you going alone?

Can I go with you, beautiful peasant?

Good evening.

Where are you going?

Don't be afraid.

I'm not afraid.

You know, Pulsella.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

Really?

Can I trust you?

Don't worry.

Nothing will happen to you.

I'm a kind warrior.

You're very beautiful, you know it.

You have beautiful eyes.

What would you like to do now?

Would you like to spend some time?

Yes, I would love to.

I understand from your look.

Really, yes.

Come on.

Come on.

Don't be afraid.

You won't hurt me, will you?

Of course not.

Only what you like the most.

You're magical.

It's incredible what you can do.

You feel needed.

You're perfect.

You're a super girl.

Maybe I could try it too.

You could put it on.

Yes, surely.

Can you tell me something?

Don't you think I'm a little of a Andrea?

But, only really, a man would understand.

You'll learn a lot of things.

But, you understood well.

Then, what is it that you already know about yourself?

You're so smart.

Maura played genius in girls.

Oh go away.

But...

When those wicked men lost their wretched desires, they

abandoned their daughter in the middle of the street.

They left her there until the sun began to rise.

And what happened to the poor girl?

Calm down.

What happened to the poor girl?

Listen.

Were they attacked by wolves at night?

No, I'll tell you this tomorrow.

For today it's enough.

And remember the melody of the bussare all 'uscio.

No, please, tell me now.

No, you don't have time for this.

Knowing how to wait is a great virtue.

And you...

You want to run too fast.

You want to run too fast.

You know, very well, this deserves a reward.

I could not sleep last night.

I was worried about the maiden.

Worried?

Worried?

This is also a form of love.

So today, not only will you be able to listen to me,

but you will be able to see her with your own eyes.

This is impossible.

This is a word that you must erase from your dictionary.

How can I see her?

With your magic?

No, no.

With my magic.

With your magic.

You have it in a latent state.

You just have to learn to pull it out.

You have to be able to control it.

You will learn it day after day.

But you must know that you must reveal it with your youth.

I have no powers.

And moreover, I do not believe it.

You will have to be able to believe it.

You are a bit like Saint Thomas.

You have to touch something to see it.

These things are not done.

Concentrate.

Come on, concentrate.

Relax.

Take the bubble.

Think of that maiden.

Think of knowing her.

You must think only of her.

Like this.

Good girl.

Now look for her.

Look for her inside you.

Concentrate.

Concentrate.

Like this.

Concentrate.

Like this.

Explore.

Like this.

Look that!

Look that!

Look that!

Look that!

Miranda, look, what do you have?

Who is it?

What's wrong with you?

How do you feel?

Poor thing.

It's not a wound.

It seems to be good.

Let's continue like this.

Are you all right, Miss Gelli?

How are you?

I like it better this way.

Yes, like this.

Continue, come on.

Continue, yes.

Like this.

Yes, like this.

Yes, like this.

Yes.

Yes.

It's better this way.

Yes, much better.

Yes, like this.

Yes, like this.

Yes.

Yes, like this.

Yes, like this.

Yes, like this.

Yes, like this.

Yes, like this.

Yes, like this.

Yes.

Enough.

Your head...

Not only my head.

You are agitated, sweaty, exhausted.

And if I am not mistaken, you are also excited.

You need to rest.

A little more.

All right.

Tomorrow at the same time.

I will be punctual.

Give me back the bubble.

Forgive me, my lord.

But I cannot control my carnal instincts.

I know I have sinned and I have repented.

I will never do it again.

I promise.

I swear it.

Help me.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

You have no impure feelings.

Nature is nature.

Repressing your instincts will not do you any good.

Don't worry.

What harm do animals do?

Their instincts are pure and direct.

As is love between soul and spirit.

An exciting love.

A love free of sensations, vibrations, emotions.

Emotions with a flower of skin.

Well, now let's continue our story.

The poor Madonna Soremonda loved a good finder.

But they had to hide.

Because it was an incorruptible but forbidden love.

A great love.

My hiding place is beautiful, isn't it?

Yes.

I have been longing for you, my lady.

And you?

You are so beautiful.

But tell me, do you like me at least a little?

Then I will sing you my feelings.

The sweet pleasure that often gives me love, makes me go crazy for you.

Continue, please.

You are so good at flirting.

Really?

Yes.

Look.

Look.

I am in love.

I am in love with you, my lady.

I can look at your heart and your eyes, which make me want more than what is good.

And if everything about you is beautiful, I will be able to go crazy with desire.

Your face is like the sun.

Radiant of pure benevolence.

Your love for me is great, too.

Because I am at your mercy.

You are so beautiful, my lady.

You are wonderful.

With you...

With you...

I could go crazy.

Really.

You are the joy of my eyes.

My husband... Your husband is not here.

I am a lucky man.

Are you sure?

Yes.

In the end, you will be mine.

Mine, alone.

Really.

Even he can go crazy.

Like you.

Oh, yes.

My princess.

How much I have wanted this moment.

Your happiness is always beautiful.

I am sure of it.

All time.

Your love is blooming... ...to me.

You have to stop.

Don't let tears fall from your eyes.

Don't let tears fall from your eyes.

Ill монotomy my love.

She will die.

I can't... Yes, then I can understand it.

How beautiful!

What a great love story!

But it is clear that they do not have a future.

She is married and he is a finder, a rascal.

They can only be lovers.

Exactly.

If there was no one else... And who is?

Who is who?

Why?

What is it that can ruin a secret love?

For example, that it is not so secret... Now I tell you.

In the rest of the warrior, a regenerative rest, among the

countless wars made with the Saracens, it happens that... look...

They say that there are very strong knights here.

Yes, it is said so.

And that they are very virile.

We should try if it's all true, don't you think?

It is clear that we have to do it.

My friend, don't do it!

Enough!

Where are you going to be

That's it, Gangs!

Normally in Baguio you don't drive like this, Let's go and install the car!

So what did you say you was going to do?

I was just writing... Stop it, you two would have been better later.

ione So, is it really going to be strong?

Do you want to come with us?

Yes, but now I'm hungry.

You start in the meantime.

I'll be there later.

All right.

The knights are hungry.

And they don't get tired easily.

But it wouldn't hurt me a little heat.

Do you feel the heat?

Of course I do.

Why don't you come closer, sir?

Are you afraid of us, warrior?

So, what do you say?

Look what I have here.

Let me see what you have there.

Come here.

Oh, God.

It's good.

Do you want to see how strong they are?

Continue to suck.

Come on.

And this is what you can't plug in.

Careful.

It's still small, you know.

Let me do it.

You see?

I don't know how you hold that.

Yes.

For sure.

Moro, where are you?

Here I am, sir.

Excuse me, I see you were well accompanied.

Do you know the good news?

Yes, sir.

We have won the war.

We have won, finally.

I'm sorry I didn't bring you good news this time.

What happened?

It's about your wife, sir.

What happened to her?

Is she hurt in any way?

Guilhem de Cabestany.

She fell in love with him, sir.

What are you saying?

Yes, Guilhem de Cabestany, sir.

I saw him with my own eyes.

The finder in love with my wife?

The finder, yes.

Are you sure?

I swear, sir.

I swear on my mother and my sister.

Let's go.

And then... what happened happened.

What everybody knows.

So I don't have to be in this world.

Because I don't know.

It's a very dramatic story.

But you can't feel it.

Because you don't have to be alone.

And if I bring someone?

And if I bring someone?

Well...

this could be much better.

But...

I must warn you that...

the ending won't be a good ending.

Absolutely not.

But I want to know it.

If you want.

Well, see you soon.

Very well.

Hi, come.

Come with me.

Now I can't, I have to finish here.

Otherwise my father will... You put me in this place.

And now I want to know how it ends.

How it ends what?

That story.

But you're crazy.

If you don't come, I'll never know how it ends.

All right, all right.

Even if I don't understand what you're talking about.

It doesn't matter, let's go.

You came.

If I don't get it wrong...

you're also accompanied.

Yes.

Little girl, are you interested in this story?

Well, I really don't know what it's about.

Come on, come on.

Now he'll tell us.

I must warn you, girls.

That this is a story...

that doesn't have a happy ending.

Intense, yes.

But not happy.

So, what did the husband do when he came back?

Come back where?

Calm down, then I'll tell you.

What did the husband do?

He was a strong man.

A very powerful and rich man.

Yes, very rich.

Exaggerately proud.

He had a tremendous attack of anger.

So great that he managed to find...

the lover of his wife.

And he killed her.

By cutting off his head.

And then, and then?

He returned to the castle.

And he made a big banquet.

Yes, a big banquet.

A big banquet.

With the most exquisite corneas.

He wanted to celebrate... with his wife... the victorious return from the war.

So he prepared this feast.

Making the best cooks come.

Who prepared...

Did she like it?

What did she say?

Well, if she liked it... the knight's wife said...

that it was the most delicious dinner... she had ever tasted.

And that she had had... the tastiest part.

And what part was it?

What part was it?

It was neither more nor less... than the heart of her beloved.

What a horror!

I told you, girls.

This story...

does not have a happy ending.

Intense, yes.

But not happy.

And after, what happened?

That she, the poor girl... pierced by pain... got up from the table...

and ran along the walls... of the castle.

And she got up on one of them...

looked down from below...

and she fell into the pit.

And she fell into the pit.

Oh no!

Oh no!

What a horror!

What a macabre story!

Yes, macabre, yes.

But very interesting.

I hope that this story...

will make you understand...

that friends are...

false advisors.

And also...

that true love... can cost you your life.

But... what kind of life...

would it be without love?

A veil of sadness... fell on the whole kingdom.

But the story...

reached the king of Aragon...

who rushed to Perpignan.

He faced Ramon of Castel Rosselló...

took away all his riches...

occupied his castle...

and imprisoned him.

Then... he placed the bodies of Guillem de Cabestanil... and of Madonna Soremunda...

in a monument...

that he placed in front of the door of the church of Perpignan.

On the monument...

he printed the story... of their death.

He gave the order to all the ladies... and the knights of the countess of Rosselló...

to remember forever... that anniversary.

Ramon de Castel Rosselló...

died many years later...

in the secrets of the king of Aragon.