02x05 - The Gathering Storm

[bunniefuu]

-[mysterious music playing]

-[fire roaring]

[sighs wearily]

[yawns]

[ominous sting]

[breathing nervously]

[foreboding music building]

[both grunting]

[Vincent wailing]

[panting] Brother!

[screaming]

[panting fearfully]

[exhales]

[eerie music playing]

-[items clatter softly]

-[gasps]

-[door creaks, bangs]

-[evil laughter]

Ringlin, is that you?

[door creaking]

[ominous sting]

[panting]

[cries out]

[gasping]

[whimpering]

[ominous sting]

[whimpering]

[yells]

[ominous sting]

[Hector whimpering]

[wails]

[panting]

[terrifying music plays]

[gasps, grunts]

[panting]

Who's there?

[ominous sting]

[gasping]

[eerie music plays]

[bird screeches]

[atmospheric music playing]

So, Whitley…

About last night… I'm sorry.

I should never have tried to save y--

No, that sounds stupid. [clears throat]

Here we go. Hey, Whitley. I was wrong.

I really could live with myself

if something happened to yo--

No, that's worse.

-Whitley-- Oof!

-[armor clanks]

[chuckles nervously, clears throat]

-Something you want to say to me?

-Uh, no, no.

Well, we're here.

That's Cape Gala?

That's a Romari settlement.

All these people are trying

to escape the cruelty of the Lions.

Cape Gala is beyond the wall,

in the lap of luxury.

[seagulls calling]

The Sky Stable. Home to the Horselords.

You'll find help for your people here,

Baron Ewan. I'm sure of it.

And with any luck,

we'll catch ourselves a Lion.

If Lucas is heading south,

he has to be here.

If we don't find him now,

we could lose Gretchen for good.

Manfred! Manfred, stop! Manfred, wait!

Manfred, you're making a mistake!

I can't let my brother's death

go unpunished!

-This is exactly what Leopold wants!

-Stand aside.

[sighs]

[growls]

-[suspenseful music playing]

-[both yelling, grunting]

[panting]

[growls lowly]

-[Hector cries out]

-[Manfred growls]

I'm sorry.

[ominous sting]

[unsettling music playing]

-[gasps, splutters]

-Move, boy!

Manfred!

-[ghostly voice] Pathetic lump.

-[gasps]

[panting fearfully]

[Duke Bergan] Manfred!

Manfred! Now, stop! Think about this.

[Manfred grumbles]

Thinking time is over.

We will avenge Mikkel.

But first, we strategize.

We plan the attack,

then we take the fight to the Lion.

[growls]

[majestic music playing]

[gasps]

[seagulls calling]

Lord Conrad.

Broghan!

Welcome!

What good fortune brings

such an array of Werelords to my door?

Baron Ewan.

Lady Whitley.

Last time I saw you, you were knee-high,

playing swords with wooden sticks.

Mm. I prefer a staff these days.

[Conrad chuckles]

Your Highness.

It's Drew.

-King Drew.

-Just Drew.

Drew the Just.

No, just… Never mind.

Well, however you like to be addressed,

the Horselords are at your command.

We were loyal supporters of your father.

Anything you need,

name it, and it's yours.

Listen, Prince Lucas was heading this way.

We need to find him.

And I will give you every assistance.

All I ask in exchange

is that you accept our hospitality.

Guards!

You heard our king.

We may have a surprise visitor.

Scour the city.

If Lucas is here,

I will deliver him to you.

Thank you.

We'd be very grateful

for a place to rest in the meantime.

[chuckles] Allow me.

What?

[magical music playing]

[Conrad] The Sky Stable

is a palace of peace and comfort.

While the guards do their work outside,

you must relax, feast,

and be entertained

by the Sky Stable races.

My father loved to tell us

about the time he raced here.

He came a close second

to Lorimer the Stallion.

He came last. It was a two-horse race.

Bergan wasn't the only one.

Wergar himself raced here.

Your weapons, please.

I'm gonna hold on to mine.

[chuckles] I'm sure you understand,

Lord Conrad.

[exhales] Forgive my friends.

The Sky Stable

is a palace of peace, Whitley.

-No weapons allowed.

-Even the king's personal guard?

I will find the Lion

and the Lady Gretchen.

But I must insist

you accept my hospitality in full.

Of course. Our weapons

are in your care until we leave.

All of them.

[Whitley scoffs]

We didn't tell him about Gretchen.

How does he know she's with Lucas?

Now, prepare to follow

in your father's footsteps.

Nobody has ever won against a Horselord,

apart from one.

That's right. Wergar.

He was just a little older than you

when he challenged my father

to a private race and won.

The Sky Stable has yet to see a rematch,

until now.

Drew, we need to find Lucas.

We should be leading the search ourselves.

As you wish.

But first, we race.

After all, we may never get

another chance to test the great Wolf.

-[Drew] Challenge accepted.

-[Whitley scoffs]

[chuckles] Excellent! Follow me.

What are you doing?

If we want his help,

we're gonna have to play by his rules.

Drew, if this is a game, it's rigged.

[uneasy music playing]

[Duke Bergan]

So, we cause a distraction here,

then enter with a small force here.

-Leopold won't see us coming.

-[door opens]

[Queen Amelie] What is this?

-Your Majesty…

-We plan to storm the keep.

So you're still letting Leopold

call the tune.

I agree the plan is rash,

but Mikkel deserves our loyalty.

There will be no Council left

if we don't prepare

for whatever Leopold is planning.

Leopold is arrogant, nothing more.

Tonight,

I'll wipe that smirk off his face.

[suspenseful music playing]

[crowd cheering]

Okay, first to race to the bottom,

claim a bronze ring,

then back to the top wins.

Simple.

Simple?

[gulps]

[scoffs]

[crowd continues cheering]

[Conrad grunts]

[horn blowing]

[both grunt]

This ain't so bad.

[cheering]

[scoffs] That's enough excitement for me.

Perhaps you could help

a tired old man to find his quarters?

Come on.

[suspenseful music continues]

[Drew] Whoa!

[chuckles] Just like your father.

He nearly lost the race here too. [grunts]

[electricity crackling]

[electricity crackling]

[crowd cheering]

Hey! What's going on?

[grunting]

What was that?

Didn't I say? The tunnels shift.

You never know in whose favor.

-[crowd cheering]

-Aha!

[Conrad] It's not over yet.

[grunts]

Hey!

[both grunting]

-His father was much the same at his age.

-What, irresponsible?

A boy. He'll grow out of it.

[Drew laughs]

[cries out]

[screaming]

What in the world?

-[Drew grunting]

-Drew!

Ugh! I knew this was a bad idea!

[panting]

[grunts]

Did you see that?

He let Drew take the lead.

Conrad always did aim to please.

Something's not right here.

[suspenseful music continues]

[electricity crackling]

I did it!

The Wolf wins! [howls triumphantly]

[crowd cheering]

Congratulations, Drew the Victorious!

[Drew laughing]

[metal clanging]

Now, we'll need three more by nightfall.

Can it be done?

You're making catapults?

These men should be making boats

to evacuate the people.

When I've laid waste to Leopold's keep,

the only thing that people

need worry about is how best to celebrate.

You are wrong, Bergan.

And if you won't listen to me,

I'll show you.

[sighs] Get back to your work.

[growls lowly]

[mysterious music playing]

[panting]

-[ghostly voice] Boo!

-[Hector whimpering]

This isn't happening.

I can't hear you. No one is here.

[ominous sting]

[wails]

[ghostly voice] Who are you talking to

if no one is here?

[Hector screams]

Careful. You wouldn't want

another terrible accident.

[nervously] Redmire, Redmire

Fields of home ♪

Redmire, Redmire

The Boarlord's throne ♪

-[ominous music builds, fades]

-Redmire, Redmire ♪

-Fields of-- ♪

-[Ringlin clears throat]

The, uh, queen has summoned you, my lord.

[breathing shakily]

At once.

[dark music playing]

[door closes]

-[ominous sting]

-[laughing evilly]

So, the Wolves remain unbeaten.

[laughing] I just dug deep

and thought about Wergar.

They do say you're the image of him.

And just like him,

you'll have a victory feast to remember.

Well, did you see me win?

I saw Conrad let you win.

What? No way.

Let's just find Gretchen

before it's too late.

That's why I did the race.

If we want to find her,

we need Conrad onside.

Look, I tried to tell you about him.

All you tell me is, "Be more like a king."

That's what I'm doing.

[scoffs] Oh, we both know

this race wasn't about being king.

It's about avoiding your responsibilities…

avoiding me.

[laughing] I can't win with you, can I?

You were mad because

I put you first in Haggard.

-Now you're mad because--

-No, Drew, listen.

No. I don't care what you have to say.

Forget it. I'll look for Gretchen myself.

[tense music playing]

[sighs]

You were right about the race.

He's eating out of my hand.

-He won't see it coming.

-No! You won't see it coming.

Drew will never be fooled

by a show pony like you.

[Lucas laughing menacingly]

You give that mongrel

more credit than he deserves.

By tonight,

Drew Ferran will be cowering at my feet.

Bergan, Vega, thank you for joining us.

What is it you want me to see so urgently?

Highcliff's biggest vulnerability.

Hector, tell Bergan

how many houses could ally with Leopold

and attack our borders.

Ten houses in Lyssia itself.

Um, first the Crowlords--

Lucas is the only enemy

to escape the capital,

and he won't have had time

to raise one army, let alone ten.

I don't know. I smell trouble.

We focus on the keep

and end Leopold's tyranny

once and for all.

We should be looking outwards, not in.

Vega, go.

If you see ships approaching,

send a raven.

Your Majesty.

[growls] Do you not see

that this is a distraction?

Let me storm the keep.

-If by some crazy chance we lose, then--

-Hear us out. Go on, Hector.

-[Hector] Uh…

-[Duke Bergan sighs]

Hello, brother.

[screams]

-Hector.

-No, it's not possible.

[Duke Bergan sighs]

No, no, Bergan. Wait.

I'm sorry, Your Majesty.

You are free to indulge this paranoia,

but I have work to do.

[Hector whimpering]

No. [shushing gently]

Hector, it's okay. It's all right.

Calm now, Hector.

[unsettling music playing]

A feast this size

could feed half the Romari camp.

[Conrad] Ahh.

Hm.

Uh, where's our guest of honor?

[adventurous music playing]

-[Whitley panting]

-What are you doing?

Leaving, just as soon as I get my staff.

[lock clicking]

[grunts angrily]

-[electricity crackling]

-[continues grunting angrily]

Whitley, you heard Conrad.

He'll help us if we play along.

-So come back to the party.

-Your party.

You go enjoy it. Don't you worry about me.

-I do, though, don't I?

-Well, don't. I can handle myself.

I know that!

Look, people only worry about people

when they care about those people,

even if those people don't care

how much other people care about them. I…

Bye, Drew.

Hey, Whitley!

I told you in Haggard

that you're the most important thing

to me, and I meant it.

I will always put you first.

Why else do you think I chickened out

on proposing to Gretchen?

[gasps] You did?

-[both] Whoa!

-[vase shattering]

[Drew] What…?

-[Gretchen screams]

-Gretchen?

-[muffled moans]

-Ah-ah-ah, Princess.

You'll spoil the surprise.

-[bites]

-[Lucas cries out]

It's a trap!

[gasps]

The Catlords!

Broghan. Drew, you've got to run. Now.

Send the raven!

Bergan's for it now.

Now, once Manfred confirms

all is in place,

you must approve the order, Your Majesty.

Let us end this, once and for--

Vega's raven.

Leopold has summoned the rest of his clan.

No.

The Catlords are here.

They gain nothing by k*lling us.

You, on the other hand…

-I'm not running again!

-This is different.

You have to save yourself.

You're too important.

No! I am not leaving you again.

[ominous music playing]

What?

[Conrad chuckles menacingly]

-What are you doing?

-I'm putting you first.

[Drew, echoing] Whitley!

[screaming]

[gasps]

[electricity crackling]

I tried to do this the easy way,

but clearly I was wasting my breath.

I suggest you surrender.

Never!

As you wish.

[panting]

[closing theme music playing]

[music fades out]