02x01 - The Wolf in Waiting

[bunniefuu]

-[mysterious music playing]

-[fire roaring]

[birds cawing]

[foreboding music playing]

[growls lowly]

[ominous notes play]

-[clears throat] My king…

-[King Leopold] Mm.

[grunts]

[wind whistling]

Our supplies run low since the siege.

[King Leopold growls]

-[dramatic music playing]

-[both screaming]

You're not thinking of escaping

like the Wolf?

[roars angrily]

-[electricity crackling]

-[Vanmorten snarls]

Escape? From my own keep?

You forget, Vanmorten,

there are irons in fires.

Lucas is still free, and word will have

already reached our friends in the south.

Our enemies can have my crown

when they prize it

from my cold, dead claws!

[roars]

[artist] Oh. Hmm.

Any sign of the would-be king?

No. I do try to guide Drew,

show him how to rule,

but he's his father's son.

[clock hand clicks]

[King Leopold roaring in distance]

Some people just don't know

when they're beaten, eh?

Let him roar. He's going nowhere.

I thought I might find you here.

I'll be happier

when all the Lions are gone.

If there are ever

any Lion Troopers left in Highcliff,

my men will catch them.

You should get to your council meeting.

Right. I'd hate to miss that.

-[woman] Stop, thief!

-[Drew] What?

Drew?

[man] He's with the Lions!

We've got soldiers for that.

-[clock hand ticking]

-I've still got time.

-[electricity crackling]

-[Drew grunts, yells]

[yelling]

-[grunting]

-[suspenseful music playing]

[grunting]

[Drew yelling faintly]

[snorts, startles]

[grunting softly]

[bell tolling]

Oh! I'm late!

[grunting, panting]

[yells]

[grunting]

Wait!

Trent?

[mysterious music plays]

[gasps]

[suspenseful music resumes]

Trent!

Trent! Wait!

[panting]

[grunts]

[pants, grunts]

[yells]

[air whistling]

[grunts]

[both grunt]

[panting]

-Trent!

-Trent? Who's Trent? Get off me!

[guard] Stand back, Your Majesty!

We've got it!

[ominous music plays]

[sighs]

-[bell tolling]

-[gasps]

[groans]

Not again!

[bell continues tolling]

[eerie music plays]

-[clock hand ticks]

-[Hector gasps]

[Hector panting]

[bell tolling]

[suspenseful music playing]

-[bell continues tolling]

-[Drew pants, grunts]

[Gretchen straining]

[Whitley] That's it.

Embrace the fox, Gretchen.

[groans] I can't!

-Come on, just let the beast-- Whoa!

-[crash]

-[electricity crackles]

-[Drew screams]

[laughing] That's more like it!

[whimpering]

Whoa, since when did Gretchen have claws?

Since she asked me

to show her how to use her Werepowers.

She wants to protect herself.

Do not tell my father.

Don't worry.

He'll be too busy lecturing me. [chuckles]

Good morning to Westland's

youngest ever Lord Chancellor. [chuckles]

I still can't believe

you gave me that title.

Why? I trust you with my life.

There are wiser and older Werelords

who were expecting the honor.

Duke Bergan, for example.

[Duke Bergan exhales]

They're both late.

And a Lord Chancellor

really should know better.

[Drew wails, grunts]

[laughing] We do have staircases,

you know.

Yeah, I was running late.

Had to catch a Lion Trooper.

What have I told you

about keeping out of trouble?

Both of you.

Ah, sorry, Duke Bergan.

You should be up here ruling,

not down there scrapping.

But Leopold's still

prowling around the keep.

And Lucas is out there… somewhere.

I've not forgotten about Lucas.

I'm his mother too.

Sorry, Your Maj-- Uh… Mother.

It's just,

I won't rest until I know the city's safe.

Then leave the City Watch to their work.

Remember your duty.

[Drew sighs]

Drew, the people have only

just got their Wolf King back.

They'll want you to at least

survive to your coronation.

So, what fun do we have in store

for our young king?

[chuckles expectantly]

[man] Treaties to be signed,

securing the allegiance of Werelords

across the Seven Realms.

You need to work

on your definition of fun, Manfred.

[chuckling]

Is everything all right, Your Majesty?

-[King Leopold roaring in distance]

-Ah, Leopold.

So long as the Lion clings to the throne,

Drew is not yet our king.

We must all stay alert.

Who knows where the next threat

will come from?

[ominous music playing]

-[armor clanging]

-[troops marching]

Ready the fleet.

[groaning softly]

Oh, that's it, Your Highness.

Ferocious. Perhaps a little howl?

Remind me why this is a good idea.

Your first portrait is a big deal.

Catching Lucas is a big deal.

-This is just a distraction.

-[artist] Oh, magnificent.

You must learn how to deputize, Drew.

Then you can focus on your real duty.

To steady the kingdom. Find a queen.

A queen?

[Whitley exhales]

The people will expect you to marry.

-[Whitley gasps]

-[Drew] Already?

I remember your father

needed a little persuasion too.

But we were happy.

Gretchen would be a good choice.

[Whitley grunts]

-Gretchen?

-The people do love her.

Do I get a say?

Duty first.

[sighs] There's that word again.

-Aww. Did you beat the scary wooden Lion?

-So heroic.

Let's leave them to it.

-Wanna train some more?

-Uh, actually, Gretchen…

I… was… wondering--

Uh, Drew was wondering

if you'd like to join him for a stroll?

Right, right. A stroll.

-There's something I have to ask you.

-[gasps]

[Drew grunts]

-[sword clattering]

-My father won't allow it.

-[Gretchen gasps]

-Um, he doesn't want you roaming the city.

Which is why I need you

to step in, Hector.

-[Hector wails, grunts]

-See? I'm deputizing.

Give me ferocious.

Um…

Oh, okay.

Right, pal?

[sighs]

[both laughing]

Wait. This thing is heavy.

I'm not sure I can… hold it. [coughs]

[indistinct chattering]

-So, where do you wanna go?

-I don't know. You know it better than me.

-Oh! Good morning, Your Majesty.

-[Drew] Hm? [chuckles awkwardly]

[laughs] You know, you are allowed

to say hello to your subjects.

They don't bite.

Still feels weird. I'm better with sheep.

[Gretchen laughs]

[ominous music plays]

You're going to make the strangest king,

but you're all the better for it.

-Roses for the Rose of Hedgemoor.

-Oh, how lovely. Thank you.

See? You belong in the capital.

I don't.

I don't either. Not really.

Except for the fact my parents are here.

They are?

I thought--

[Gretchen] They're buried together

in the Gardens of the Dead.

They always were devoted to each other.

So, Amelie and Hector

reckon I need to marry.

Oh?

Yeah. Um, apparently,

a king needs a queen.

-Good for the realms and stuff.

-And?

I suppose what I'm saying is… Would you?

Would I what?

You know, if I asked you.

Asked me what?

Um… [sighs]

Seriously, you're gonna make me say it?

"Hey, Gretchen. Wanna be my queen?"

I guess so?

I… I mean, yeah?

How could I refuse?

Is that a yes?

-What do you think?

-Uh… I don't know.

You just made me propose to myself!

-Hey, this isn't easy for me.

-Don't worry. You're doing great.

-Am I?

-No!

Ow!

[spitting]

[exhales] Nice one.

[ominous music plays]

[crows cawing]

[sobbing]

[panting]

[sobbing]

I wish you were still here.

-Oh, but I am.

-[screams]

[chuckles]

-You'll think me a hopeless romantic.

-[Gretchen gasps]

-[laughs sinisterly]

-[Gretchen screams]

But I have decided we should elope.

[gasps]

Take her away!

No! Drew!

[sighs dejectedly]

What's wrong? Lost your queen?

[Gretchen screaming] Drew!

Gretchen!

[Gretchen] Drew!

-[both panting]

-[suspenseful music playing]

Gretchen!

[running footsteps approaching]

Gretchen?

-[yelling]

-[Whitley] Drew!

[Drew grunting]

[music intensifies]

[both grunting]

Where is she?

You're too late, Wolf.

The prince has her now.

Look out, Drew! That's silver!

[Whitley and trooper grunting]

[trooper panting]

[Drew and trooper grunting]

[groans]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[trooper laughs menacingly, yells]

[both grunting]

[cries out]

[laughs menacingly]

[Whitley yells]

[trooper grunts confusedly]

-[yells battle cry]

-Look out! No!

-[Drew grunts]

-[trooper screaming]

It's really not so hard

to stay out of troub--

-[trooper screaming]

-[Hector gasps]

-[body crashes]

-Oh.

Right.

-[both panting]

-[suspenseful music playing]

If you misplaced a Lion Trooper,

I found him.

I took the liberty

of bringing the body indoors.

-Let me call the City Watch.

-Not yet.

What do you mean, "Not yet"?

This is the kind of thing

Amelie and I warned you about.

This is not how a king behaves.

Drew, we need to tell my father.

You don't understand.

It's my fault Gretchen's gone.

-Gretchen's missing?

-Lucas took her.

He's been here all along,

waiting for his chance.

The Lions are planning something,

and we need to work out what.

Hector, there's only

one way we'll find out.

[ominous music plays]

You don't know what you're asking.

I'm so sorry. If there was any other way…

-I swore I'd never do it again.

-What are you two on about?

We need Hector to commune

with the Lion Trooper.

It's our only chance.

Necromancy? That's strictly forbidden.

If my father finds out--

He won't find out.

[mysterious music playing]

[mystical chiming]

[Whitley gasps]

[mystical chiming]

[Hector humming]

Did it work?

[terrifying music building]

[growls menacingly]

[Drew gasps]

Stop.

Stop!

[ghostly groaning]

Do as your master commands!

[exhales weakly]

Tell me,

where has Prince Lucas gone with Gretchen?

South, Master.

South, where darkness

awaits the Wolf and his friends.

You speak only when spoken to.

What is Lucas planning?

[laughs menacingly] Your downfall!

If they're heading south,

they're taking Talstaff Road.

-If we hurry, we can catch them.

-Wait!

Nobody can leave the city,

on my father's orders.

Leave it to me. I just need

to fetch Chancer from the stables.

-I can't let you do this.

-What are you talking about?

Have you listened to a single word

your mother said?

Your place is here in Highcliff.

Send your army after Lucas and Gretchen,

but you cannot go.

Hector, I love you, but you can't stop me.

-[growling]

-[both gasp]

[growls] You are running into danger.

Silence.

Before the new moon rises,

death will come for the young king

and his friends.

And some will not survive

the fall of the Wolf!

[Hector grunts]

[eerie music playing]

[Hector panting]

You can't stop me.

Please, Drew!

[suspenseful music playing]

-Sure this will work?

-Trust me, we're good.

[guard] Who goes there?

Captain Whitley of the Woodland Watch.

We're on a scouting mission

beyond the walls.

[guard] Stand aside.

[creaking]

[Hector panting] Stop them!

Drew!

Come on, come on!

Stop them! And fetch Duke Bergan!

[grunts] No!

What are you doing?

-Stopping you from making a mistake.

-Mistake? I'm rescuing Gretchen.

I'm stopping Lucas. Don't you trust me?

Of course I trust you,

but you're irreplaceable.

-Kings don't take this kind of risk.

-But this is the king I am.

Please, Hector.

[sighs]

[Hector sighs heavily]

Hand me your axe.

[running footsteps approaching]

-[Hector yells]

-[guard cries out]

[blade clangs]

-[gasps]

-[Chancer whinnies]

[Hector] Go!

-[gate clangs]

-[Whitley] Come on!

Hurry!

[guard] Quick! Get the gate open!

Goodbye, my friend.

Hector, what have you done?

[sighs]

[trooper] Before the new moon rises,

death will come

for the young king and his friends.

And some will not survive

the fall of the Wolf!

[closing theme music playing]

[music fades out]