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Who is this woman?
My name is Silvia, daughter of Numitor.
We are here to speak with your father, the king.
The king of Alba is travelling, in his absence it is I who speaks for the city.
Why have you come to Alba carrying weapons?
You don't look like your son.
You have met Yemos?
We met the two kings of Rome,
we offered them peace,
but they kidnapped our priestesses.
Yemos can't have done it without a reason.
The reason is his presumption, but he will have to learn.
Allow us to cross the border and the city of Alba will suffer no damage.
Get out.
Where are you taking us? Where are you taking us?
You too will know the pain your people have caused.
Ancient mother,
Lady of the wolves,
lead Deftri's path through the swamps of the dead.
Ancient mother,
Lady of the wolves,
lead Deftri's path through the swamps of the dead,
accept the offerings and the weeping of her brothers,
protect your city.
Protect your city.
You killed Deftri.
The God Sancus chose her,
it is an honour, that you have not understood.
If we kill them, it will be certain war.
If the Goddess wills it, we will have our revenge.
But they have to stay alive.
Attack me!
Do not run away!
Who is next?
Who is next?
I received a message from Alba,
Titus is asking for permission to cross the border,
my mother has gained time,
she wants me to leave now, to negotiate peace.
After what they did, do you still believe in peace?
I don't know,
this is why we must prepare for war, Lausus has already left Gabi,
and other kings will come with him.
If Titus wants to fight, he mustn't find us divided,
prepare the soldiers, we shall leave soon.
Alba was our home for a long time.
Do you not want to see it again?
There is nothing left that binds me to Alba.
I will take offerings to the tomb of my brother Enitos,
come with me,
and we will pray together.
Welcome home.
Have you still not forgiven me?
I am glad you are here.
Where is Numitor?
The pain destroyed his mind,
since the Thirty dissolved the League, he doesn't even recognise my voice.
I didn't want the league to dissolve.
Nobody wanted it, yet it happened and I did nothing to avoid it,
I let you consecrate Velia to a foreign Goddess,
I defended your choices in front of the Thirty,
what else could I expect from them?
I wanted to see you king of Alba,
but you preferred to follow Wiros, you call him brother,
but you have forgotten Enitos, he was your brother.
And you are my mother.
Do you know what they call you?
Son of the She-wolf, son of Rumia.
Wiros and I just wanted somewhere to start over.
All Latium has noticed Rome, and now Cures has too.
They ambushed us!
I'm not interested in what happened,
you kidnapped their women and they want them back.
And you think Titus will renounce war if I return his priestesses to him?
The peace my father made with the Sabines is precious,
but fragile,
it is your legacy,
the only one you have left,
remember that tomorrow when you talk to Titus,
make sure you come to an agreement.
You can leave.
Grandfather.
Enitos? Is it you?
Yes, it is me.
Take care of your mother and brother,
they need you.
When did you last eat?
When did you last eat?
We prefer to die of hunger and thirst than by your hand.
Do not tempt me,
we took pity on you, is that not enough for you?
You have torn us from our God,
you keep us segregated against our will, like slaves.
You are prisoners, not slaves,
and you are alive, unlike Deftri, who is dead.
We are only alive because we are your only bargaining chip,
but when we are no longer of use to you, you will kill us all,
or maybe you will do something worse to us.
Rome is different.
It has always been the way, only blood washes away blood.
Nobody will harm you,
you will be treated like guests.
- I don't believe you. - I give you my word.
Is that the word of a king?
Yes, I promise you.
Prove it, guests are allowed to pray.
What do you want?
A goat, alicabo and doricnium roots, a sacrificial tripod, wine,
then I'll know what your word is worth.
Wiros, the latin kings are here.
Eat, and I will provide you what you asked for.
We accepted your invitation, Wiros,
but both you and Yemos know that a war with the Sabines is of no good to anyone.
Peace is in the hands of Titus,
if attacked, we will have to defend ourselves,
this is why we ask for your help.
We left the League so as to have nothing to do with your Goddess,
why should we help you now?
It is true, the League of the Thirty no longer exists,
and Titus knows this too,
our cities are the closest to the Sabine lands,
divided we are weak,
only together can we protect our peoples.
Rome divided us and now you would like to command us?
My brother and I don't want to rule over anything.
Where is Yemos?
Why must we speak with you?
Wiros is king as much as Yemos.
I know these people have chosen you as king,
but you have the blood of a slave in your veins.
You are right, Atys,
I know what it's like to be a slave,
and I pray to all the Gods that you will never find out,
but for the Sabines Rome is just the first step,
then it will be Nomentum, Gabi,
Tivoli and Satricum,
this war affects all of us.
They told me you were good with words,
but how can we trust you?
If you don't trust my words, trust the blood of Yemos,
join us, and our lands will remain free.
Why have you come back?
Tomorrow Yemos will meet the Sabine king.
Will there be a war?
I don't know,
but if we have to fight,
your place is with us.
How long have you not slept?
The Gods keep tormenting me in my sleep.
You knew that Mars offers no peace,
you have done justice and that must be enough for you.
It cannot be just for a daughter to kill her father.
It is always just to avenge innocent blood.
There is something in your heart that I cannot see,
a truth that you are hiding, and that is killing you.
I'm not hiding anything.
Say it again.
You do not trust me.
Attus.
I won't fight by your side,
I do not fight with those who do not reveal their heart.
The kings have their reasons,
for them,
Rome usurped the place of Velia.
They are afraid of us,
that's all,
but they trust you,
Atys trusts you,
speak to them, convince them.
- I can't, Wiros. - Yes, you can.
One day my voice will be able to carry the weight of my words,
but it is not yet the time.
What do you want me to do?
Tell the kings what they want to hear,
assure them that if you help us against Cures,
Rome will be indebted to all your cities,
they will get everything they want from us,
show that you are my enemy,
pretend to use me, and they won't realise it will be us using them.
I don't think I'm capable.
We are all capable of lying, especially kings,
lie for me, Lausus,
and convince them to fight.
Father of fathers, speak to us,
take possession of your daughter,
and show us the future that has been decided.
Ersilia, what do you see?
You know our requests
king Titus wants only that which is his.
You killed one of us,
and you cannot bring her back.
So what do you want?
Does your king not speak?
I am not here to negotiate.
That is not what my mother told me.
I made myself clear,
I want my priestesses.
You shall have them,
but first I have a request.
What request?
A sign of respect, as equals.
You and I are not equals.
I want you to ask for our forgiveness.
- Forgiveness? - Yemos, don't...
For deceiving us, for offending Rome,
and staining the sacred bond of hospitality by killing one of us.
A God does not ask for forgiveness.
I see no God in front of me.
Do you know what this means?
We are ready.
You insulted them!
Peace is nothing if it means living in submission.
Alba will not follow you into a useless war.
Wiros brought together the kings of neighbouring peoples,
we will fight even without you.
The glory of a king is not worth the life of his people.
- I am not interested in glory. - So what do you want?
- Freedom. - Only the Gods are free, mortals are not.
Not even kings?
Enitos would never have made such a stupid decision.
Enitos is dead!
Your brother was born to be king,
he would never have left me alone.
My son!
Once you were my mother,
now I am son of Rumia.
The kings have decided.
We will not abandon you.
I knew you could do it!
- Let's toast! - Let me go!
Did you want to hide them from us, Wiros?
On your knees, slave!
- Lurid bitch! - Stop!
Remember that you are my guest, these women are also my guests.
Count them, Wiros,
five of them, five of us,
like the five cities of our new League,
the Gods are speaking to us,
it is only just that you share with us the first spoils of this war against Cures.
We still need them.
You no longer need to negotiate with the Sabines,
we will fight together with Rome.
Atys is right, Wiros.
Leave us these women and our alliance will be sanctioned before the Gods.
- This one is yours, Horatius. - Stop!
It is just that the first choice lies with Wiros.
Choose your prize,
and then let us choose ours,
prove you are one of us.
No?
Do you want her?
Now I know what the word of a king is worth.
I can't,
I swore to these women that no one would harm them.
It is only to us that you must be loyal.
You are not asking me for loyalty, just obedience.
If you don't want her, I'll take her,
I have tamed wilder beasts than her!
Wiros!
Lausus was wrong,
I knew you would never have bowed down to us.
Leave!
Men and wolves have no more to say to each other.
Nor do kings and slaves.
I am sorry, Wiros,
I will pray to the Gods to have mercy on your people.
When I was little I wanted to do everything Enitos did,
if he climbed a rock, I had to do it too,
he was more agile,
but even if I fell, I continued to follow him.
Enitos was always sure of himself,
he would never have had doubts.
You did the right thing,
all of Rome believes in you,
as do I.
I am not what you think,
I believed that the burden I carry belonged only to me,
but you deserve the truth.
The truth?
I tried to forget,
but the Gods do not forget the sins of mortals,
and every night they remind me of mine.
I lied to you.
That night, in Alba,
I raised the sword to my father,
but when I looked into his eyes...
What are you saying?
I didn't kill him,
I didn't avenge Enitos.
That's not true.
Nobody can forgive me.
Why did you want to talk to me, are you afraid of Titus?
Titus is young,
as is Yemos,
he believes he can change even that which is unchangeable.
Maybe he will understand when we tear down the walls of Rome.
Your king listens to you,
you are the only one who can convince him.
What do you want in exchange for the priestesses?
Gold, cattle, grain?
In the name of the ancient pact that binds Alba to the Sabine people,
I will give you everything you ask for.
Let me pay for my son,
I beg you, have mercy on a mother.
I will speak with Titus,
tomorrow you shall have your answer.
Did you speak with Silvia?
My mother is like her city,
she is a slave to memory.
- But is peace still possible? - It never has been.
Don't worry, with the support of Lausus and the others we will succeed.
They have left,
nobody will help us.
They wanted to humiliate us,
we don't need them.
We are alone, Wiros.
Then we shall win alone.
She is just a desperate mother trying to save her son.
Did she talk to you about me?
What did she say?
She has bowed down to your power, she will do everything to please you.
And you?
What do you think?
If you command it,
this war can still be avoided, it is not too late to turn back.
What did she say to convince you? I saw the eyes of that woman.
Her words are poison,
that is how she deceived you.
I only want what you want.
What are your orders?
My Lady must stay inside,
the Sabines are approaching the gates.
Defend Alba.
You did not ask for my forgiveness and I am not here to give it to you.
You should hate me.
I am unable to.
You perhaps, can forget the past,
because you have no sins.
I do not ask you to forget,
but to look to a new life,
Aalife where there is neither Alba nor your father.
Yemos.
Deftri,
sister, warrior.
Accept my tears and this offering,
to protect you on your journey
far from me.
Father.
- Help me. - You can do nothing for him.
You have to save yourself.
Help me!
Who are you?
It does not matter who I am.
Amulius,
you have returned from the realm of the dead,
you are here for me.
I came for you, brother.
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