01x03 - Destiny Written, Hearts Entwined

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Thee! Pun!

Yes. I'm safe now.

Klao.

Jom was right. You lost your wits.

Who were those two?

Jom and Kaew,
companions since our youth.

Dearest Klao,

my name is Lady Prayong,

Lord Phop's mother.

On the morrow, we shall visit the temple.

Kindly join me on this journey.

Lord Preechapiban.

Will you confess to your misdeeds?

The Legal Principles decree that

whosoever is found guilty of bribery,

or of engaging in corruption,

such as the trafficking of opium,

shall receive 50 lashes
upon the back,

be subjected to a fourfold fine,

and condemned to a life of servitude.

My father is innocent.

Be not so hasty in your judgment.

He is indeed guiltless.

Cease this, son.

If you are indeed innocent,

why do you remain so silent?

Speak the truth, Father.

Quite an audacious tongue you possess.

Refrain from this outburst,

or the lash shall find you
as it did your father, Lord Preechapiban.

Bear this burden in silence now,

for the day shall come
when the truth is laid bare before all.

Escort him out.

Father…

Father.

Father!

Father!

Father!

Father!

Father is no more, Master!

Master Klao…

Haunted by a nightmare?

This dream again.

Was Klao's father a convict?

Right. Back then…

Don't!

You son of a rogue!

-Vile thing!
-You shall never prosper, Klao!

Prior to his passing,
Lord Preechapiban,

your father,
left you in my keeping.

Klao's father is dead.

Dear me, Master.

You dreamt about your father again?

Klao's father…

I mean, my father…

What was the cause of his death?

Chuay.

Can you please tell me about it?

Even this,

you have no recollection of, Master?

Dawn is upon us, Master.

Pray, go and freshen yourself.
We must prepare to go make merit.

Let's not speak of
such grim matters.

What does it mean to be lashed?

Is it like being slashed
by a sword or a spear?

If that's the case,

it's fatal, isn't it?

Was my father a convict?

Did he really do it?

Chuay, please tell me.

I want to remember it.

Master Klao.

Some matters…

are best left in the shadows.

I shall prepare a cloth

for your bath, Master.

That…

I think that wasn't just a dream,

but rather

Klao's memories.

Chuay, can you
heat up the water like you did

back at the small manor?

I cannot, Master.
This manor is not ours.

Klao.

Make haste and take your bath.

We must depart for the temple
with my mother.

Well…

If I…

Like…

It's too cold for me.

The canal water
is warmer than in a jar.

Disrobe and bathe at once.

Why do you hesitate?

Are you mortified by me?

Does "mortified" mean embarrassed?

I'm not, of course!

Out of the way.

An eagle soaring on the wind!

Don't touch me.

What have you to be shy about?

I'm not shy.

I don't like physical contact
when it's cold. Stop it!

Take off your clothes at once.

Dear Klao.

You appear as vibrant and full of life

as you did before your journey to Phichit.

Phichit? Did Klao ever move to Phichit?

Does this manor afford you restful sleep?

I slept nice and tight.

What makes you so tight?

Chuay.

Yes, my Lady?

In what manner did you dress him,

that he should cry "tight" aloud?

See to his attire.

Yet I have attired him perfectly, my Lady.

Nevertheless, I shall see to it.

-Hey, no need. It's okay.
-No, Master.

-I can do it myself.
-As my Lady commands.

Oh, Sai.

Yes, my Lady?

Kong.

Ready the offerings
for the Buddha and the monks

upon the boat at once.

Yes, my Lady.

My Lady,

I beg your permission
to offer her help.

Kong is rather feeble.

I fear for our timely departure.

Kong is feeble?

If it be envy,

then begone with all haste.

Yes, my Lady.

What is it that you find tight?

Allow me to adjust it.

It's not tight.

I spoke in the Phichit tongue,
my Lady.

Tight means nice and cozy.

I wanted to keep it short, my Lady.

How endearing.

Let us set forth.

The rower shall soon arrive.

Let us depart.

Tightly.

Weren't Ayutthaya's ancient temples
made of red brick?

Were they really this gorgeous
before the Fall of Ayutthaya?

What lingers in your thoughts?

Nothing.

I just think that

this is quite a stunning temple…

my Lord.

You must retain some of the memories.

Lord Preechapiban,

your father,

and I once brought
Phop and you to a revel here.

Auntie…

Forgive me, my Lady…

were you an acquaintance of my father?

He suffers from amnesia.

I was more than
a mere acquaintance of his.

Your father
was a companion of His Excellency.

This explains
your recurring visits to my manor,

and our travels in days gone by,

until…

your relocation to Phichit in his company,
when that incident occurred.

Surely you miss him dearly.

Now that we have come, let us pour water
to dedicate merit to his spirit.

Yes.

Pour water to dedicate merit
to the departed kinfolks.

Do you know how to proceed,

or has that too vanished
from your recollection?

Why am I

actually sad?

Klao's father isn't even mine.

Dear me…

Has the ritual offered no comfort
to your troubled spirit?

It pains me greatly to see you thus.

Auntie…

My Lady,

I am…

profoundly grateful to you.

Dear Klao,

spare me the formalities.

Surely you have forgotten that

your mother died
when you were still so young.

In days past,
you would follow me wherever I went.

It is true.

It was her you sought so dearly,

I fear you meant to claim her as your own.

Do address me as "Aunt,"
as you did before.

Aunt.

My father…

Did he really commit a wrongdoing
and get ex*cuted?

Stop!

I beg of you! Please!

I offer but a glimpse of the truth.

Who makes such a stir there?

At the outskirts of the temple,

it could only be that strange oracle,
my Lady.

Phop,

grant them your aid.

-Of course.
-You wretched oracle!

You stir discord between husband and wife.

Chuay.

See to it that Klao
and my mother remain here.

Dear Klao.

You vile, wicked wretch!
How dare you speak thus?

If there is truly no other,
why this unrest?

This lady speaks the truth.

If your heart
be free of such lustful desires,

why this sudden ferocious outburst?

-Curse you!
-You!

What manner of business is this?

This wretched oracle has gone mad,

for the prophecy delivered
is unsound and senseless,

turning my wife against me.

It is whispered in every corner.

I am entirely innocent, my Lord.

I did but give voice to the prophecy.

You are Dear Klao?

You son of a rogue!

Return with another outburst?

-It is he.
-You son of a rogue.

What is your business here?

-Why here? Another outburst?
-Indeed.

-You son of a rogue.
-Wretch.

Return to your wretched dwelling.

Go away! Return at once!

You witless!

Klao.

Young man…

What troubles you so?

Fortune teller!

It really is you.

Recognize me and the hair?

Hair?

My hair is as pristine as ever.

No, that's not what I meant.

It's me, Nakun,

the guy who visited your pavilion
a few days ago.

Pavilion?

Indeed.

Once, I nearly became an oracle,

serving the king at his pavilion.

Cease this, Oracle.

Stop this at once, Klao.

You have caused a great disturbance.

I am a lady,
though born in a man's guise.

Thereafter, I was shunned and ill-treated.

My dream has crumbled to dust.

Stay out of this for now.

Let me talk to her.

Please stop playing around.
It's me, Nakun…

Wrong place, wrong time,
and wrong circumstances.

The promise and the wish

shall restore what was lost
and set wrongs aright!

Young man.

Are you hungry?

You know that
I traveled through time, don't you?

Klao, enough!

Return to the manor.

Oracle, you should leave now.

Hey!

Don't leave just yet.

Let me talk to her, please.

Cease this at once, Klao.

Pray, help us!

Giants have descended
upon the kingdom!

I, Sida, must now take my leave.

Hey!

I take the form of a golden deer

-and vanish into the wind.
-Oracle! Halt at once!

Oracle!

-I'm gone!
-Don't go!

-Hey!
-Klao!

Is my meaning lost?
Return to the manor!

I'm not heading back!

I told you I wanted to talk to her first!

Speaking with her
only draws you nearer to madness.

Come with me.

Let me go!

I shall let you go,

if you vow not to leave me.

God!

Hey!

Can you not be this much of a nuisance?

I know you're worried about me.

I know we're childhood friends,

but we're grown-ups now.

I can go wherever I want.

If we're really friends

and you care about me,

give me a say in this.

My actions are for your sake.

You ought not wander off
of your own accord,

for some ill-intentioned soul
seeks to do you harm.

Do me harm?

It is you who is harming me.

Forgive me.

If caring means
watching over me like I'm a convict,

then you'd better stop.

It's uncomfortable.

May I speak with you at last?

You have kept a silence
the entire way back.

I won't talk.

No one should disturb me either.

Master Klao! Master!

Master Klao.

Phop.

Perhaps you have been
unduly harsh with him.

My concern was for his well-being.

I thought the temple
would afford him solace,

yet the presence of the masses

has only deepened his derangement.

Despite my many concerns for you,

I have never constrained you.
Or have I been mistaken?

The more you care and love,

the kinder you must be.

You cannot simply force him
against his will.

One moment he's sweet,

then he's fierce as a dog.

He's got multiple personalities?

No.

He's only got one personality

and that is being way too nosy about me!

I want to go home already.

If there are no meteor showers,

then what am I supposed to do?

Wrong time…

Wrong place…

Wrong circumstances…

Wrong time

and wrong place.

She must've known
I traveled through time.

The promise

and the wish

shall restore

what was lost and set wrongs aright.

What promise did you make, and to whom?

Someone from the past
awaits its fulfillment.

What promise did Klao make, and to whom?

What did he fail to fulfill?

Why didn't the fortune teller
make things easier for me?

Did the professor
teach me anything about this?

Just ask the student
who's sleeping…

has he just traveled through time…

and met what or whom?

Gosh! Why did you fall asleep, Nakun?

What else did she say?

Is it to be able to adapt to
the settings of that era?

You're actually correct,

but not entirely.

Ideally,

we should give the main character

a mission or goal.

What?

If you could go back in time,

what would your mission be?

I don't know.

It might be…

to get plenty of sleep

without being disturbed by you.

You look pretty worn out.

Wanna go to Gangnam Clinic after class

and get some vitamins?

Sounds nice.

But can you let me doze off first?

Stop talking to Thee.

What did the professor say again?

Ideally,

we should give the main character

a mission or goal.

For example,

the main character

could travel back in time
to alter history,

or solve a cold case in the past

that then provides the key
to their investigation in the present.

Or the main character

could travel back in time
to fall in love with someone

they would never meet in the present.

For the most part,
after accomplishing their mission,

they'll learn and understand,

which leads to character development.

At that moment,

the goal of time travel

will be achieved.

Will the character return to the present?

What an excellent question.

Yes.

It could be through a mirror,

by drowning,

or via a traditional Thai costume.

However…

should the main character
fail their mission,

the portal will be closed forever,

preventing their return to their world.

My mission!

Chuay.

Gosh.

I'm sorry, Chuay.

Think nothing of it, Master.

Has your displeasure with Lord Phop
now come to an end?

Chuay, do you have

a pencil or a pen?

A pencil, Master?

Do you want it for applying to the face?

No, not marl.

A pen or a pencil, you know?

A pen-seal, Master?

Oh, Master.

Where am I to seek one?

Might a duck or chicken pen
suffice in its stead?

Go and get me one,

or your lips will bleed.

I'm telling you,
it's what's used for writing.

It looks just like an ordinary pen,
like a quill with ink.

A bird that cries "ka-ka-ka"?

Yeah.

-That kind.
-"Ka-ka-ka-ka"?

Right?

What is it used for?

I told you it's for writing!

Writing, Master?

Writing!

-In this manner?
-Yeah.

Here, Master.

Chuay is unversed
in the use of scholarly instruments,

just speak to me, and I shall supply it.

How does it work?

Can you show me how it works?

You can write, yet these instruments
are unfamiliar to you?

Do comply with his wishes.

It is not ours to meddle in such matters.

Behold, Master Klao.

Thus is it used.

Do try it, Master.

Back when…

I mean, in Phichit,

pens commonly used there

come pre-filled with ink.

It slowly comes out from the tip.

No need to refill the ink.

I wish to accompany you to Phichit
and behold its splendor

Very well. Depart this place at once,

and return not.

Take your leave.

-You must leave.
-No, it's you.

-No, it's you.
-Go fight outside.

I can't focus.

Also, shut the door.

The fault is yours.

Yes, Master.

Begone, if you wish.

Your master drove us off.

Since when have you become my master?

My mission: Find out whatever happened
to the real Klao.

I told you not to come in yet, Chuay.

Word from the kitchens
says you've been here all day,

neglecting even your meals.

Well…

I just want to finish my writing first.

I am pleased that
you have resumed your scholarly pursuits,

which is far preferable to indulgence.

-If you're forcing me to have dinner--
-No.

I shall not oppose your wish to remain.

I have brought this for you.

Take some nourishment
before your stomach complains.

It is of the finest quality,

brought by traders from across China.

Oranges are just 40 baht a kilo
in Bangkok.

What was that you said?

Just leave the basket here. I…

I'll have them myself.

Your hands are stained with ink.

I shall prepare them for you.

Why are the candles
yet unlit at this hour?

Your eyes might ache.

Thanks.

Forgive me for this morning.

The fault was entirely mine
for pushing you.

Do not hold it against me.

I'd like to apologize as well.

I was being rude to you.

Why did you laugh?

A slight stain of ink mars your face,

like that of an aged and dirty feline.

Here.

I shall wipe it away.

Well…

Kong.

Why do you breathe upon me, you bovine?

It was you who turned towards me,

you imbecile.

Chuay! Kong!

I entrusted him to your care,

and yet you indulge in petty squabbles.

Do you wish to be caned upon your back?

No, my Lord.

It shall not occur again, my Lord.

I…

shall take my leave now,

that you may write with a clear mind.

All right.

Yes, my Lord.

Tarry not too long into the night?

Perform such a massage
with your own hands,

or have your servant assist you.

It will give you peaceful sleep.

Kaew.

Continue to massage him after me.

Certainly.

Avoid those of unsettled minds,

for whatever they utter,

Klao is apt to take as truth,

and his condition shall only worsen,

as though he were cursed.

I see it the same way.

But do not confine him
within the manor.

Even convicts in a prison
descend into madness,

for they dwell only in shadows.

To be concerned for his sake,

one must do so with a measured heart.

So nice…

This feels like the spa
I visited in Ekkamai.

What did you say?

Oh, forget I said anything.

Do you truly believe his present condition
arises from indulgence alone?

If so, he should've returned
to his former self by now.

I fear there is something deeper.

Opium?

I find it inconclusive.

Now, tell me,

have you discovered his whereabouts
during his absence?

It seems not yet.

To unveil his whereabouts

shall enable us
to better discern his condition.

This truly warms my heart, Klao.

You speak with far greater reason.

Well…

It's probably due to the temple's grace

and the merits I made for my father.

That's why I feel a bit better.

Your memories of your father returned?

Yes…

I…

I saw him at the court in my dream.

It is known as the Court of Assessors.

How wonderful.

Do you recall your father?

It is owing to Jom's practice.

I must hasten the massage.

-Ow, ow.
-It is unnecessary.

Only standard practice.
Let not your wit run ahead.

In my dream,

I saw my father

being sentenced to be slashed with a spear

for…

his part…

in corruption

and bribery.

With a spear?

I heard it from the man,

whom I took for their leader,

order his back slashed with a spear.

What he meant
was a lashing to his back.

Lashing…

with…

a rattan cane.

But my father was innocent!

I do believe your words.

Lord Preechapiban is guiltless.

The common folk

remained in accord
with the jury's verdict.

Since your return to the capital,

you have each night drifted

toward indulgence in the market's corners.

The sorrow you bear
must be beyond measure.

I see now,

from what I was told,

some matters
are best left in the shadows.

What a pitiable soul he is,

having lost all memory of himself.

Jom.

What would you do
were I to lose all recollection of you?

Nothing would need to be done.

Utterly heartless.

Nothing would need to be done,

for my care would endure,

even should you know me not.

Jom…

I am a physician.

It is my duty to tend all who suffer,

and you are no exception.

Do you hold me in affection,

or do you despise me,

Jom?

He brought up drinking
at the market again.

Is this why this deadpan-looking guy
doesn't like me visiting the market?

Klao.

Your father's affair has been settled.
Let it remain in the past.

Cease your concern.

Good heavens!

Masters…

A wallago of such remarkable size
was secured this day.

Will you not take a taste?

Oh, deary me!

Spicy flavors
are not to Master Klao's taste,

yet this contains no such heat.

My dishes are of unique flavor,

for I cook by no recipe.

It is most true.

Though the dishes lack heat,

the excellence of their flavor endures.

You flatter me far too much, Master.

So clingy.

Deary me.

Were I to serve you
spicy ant-larvae salad,

you would rejoice
as though rich fortunes were yours.

As for that dish,

I shall decline, if it pleases you.

So…

Sorn, my beloved,

once secured
a colossal weaver-ant nest with larvae.

I prepared the spicy ant-larvae salad
for my master,

pouring all my heart into it,

rushing about in haste,

indulging in herbal spirits,

and tending the child within me.

So…

-it didn't turn out well?
-Absolutely flavorful!

It was astonishing!

One serving
could not possibly suffice to sate him.

Then, my lips were bitten.

Bitten?

Can ant larvae even bite?

Upon closer inspection,

it seemed
I had been feasting upon termites.

My lady scolded me with such fury
that one of us collapsed.

Though it was she,

for she had been reproaching me
for countless hours.

Moreover, I was compelled
to dispose of the herbal spirits,

and she banished Sorn from the manor.

You were guilty,

so why was it Sorn

who got punished instead?

I always go by one belief.

To shift all blame I incur onto others.

It is far more comforting so.

Master laughed with great joy.

Would you care to partake
of the wallago curry,

or the spicy ant-larvae salad
with termites?

Tasty!

What a delight.

It's been so long
since I last saw your radiant smile.

Well, a lot of things
have been keeping me from smiling.

That said,

it seems I must summon her
to converse with you each day.

She's so much fun to talk to.

Tomorrow…

can I go to…

the market with Muan?

Like…

Maybe it'll put me in a better mood

and bring back some memories.

I would grant it,

were it not so dangerous there.

Dangerous again?

What's the deal with the market?

Why keep telling me it's dangerous there?

It's okay if you can't answer me.

If it's that dangerous,

go with me.

This way, you can protect me.

Please.

Please, my Phop.

Please…

You…

What title did you just address me?

My Phop.

Please, take me there, my Phop.

Were I not bound to patrol,

I would take you there.

Yes!

You promised! Thank you!

Thank you so much.

Move!

Forward!

Move!

Lord Preechapiban.

Will you confess to your misdeeds?

Your punishment shall be mitigated,

lightened to mere captivity.

No.

I did not commit the misdeeds.

Why then must I confess?

Two rounds

of the lash.

Father!

Klao!

Father!

Klao's father was innocent,

but he still got punished.

Klao.

Your heart was so broken
that you went drinking at the market.

Or…

is there something else to this?

Sai.

Do you take pleasure in feeding the fish?

I take more pleasure in feeding you.

-You do never cease to amaze me.
-Chuay.

Yes, Master?

Where is Phop?

The Lord was summoned to his post at dawn.

When I stay home doing nothing,
he does nothing but watch over me.

And he went on duty
the moment we made our promise.

Is there a matter
you wish to discuss with him?

No, there isn't.

I just want to visit the capital.

Have you sought his permission, Master?

Yes.

I discussed it with him last night.

He's letting me go there.

Might I suggest that
you remain here until he returns, Master?

It'll already be too late
by the time he returns.

If so, you should go there tomorrow.

Chuay.

I'm so lonely I could die here.

I've been staying in the manor,

cut off from the light of day

and from life itself.

Why don't you feel sorry for me, Chuay?

Didn't you say

you loved me

and were loyal to me?

-Master.
-Gosh…

Forgive me, I beg of you.

Should you wish to enter the capital,
I shall accompany you.

Really?

Yes, Master.

That deadpan-looking lord
says it's dangerous.

It's not dangerous at all. It's gorgeous.

The people here
seem kind and friendly too.

Where are the bars? I haven't seen any.

This quarter of the market
is most lively.

Taverns and indulgences may be found
at the mouth of the canal.

There, the place swarms
with foreigners and rogues.

The Lord is doubtless concerned
about that quarter.

Chuay.

Can you help me get to the riverbank?

Oh, Master Klao.

Please, don't make me worry.

Ow!

I'm feeling dizzy

and queasy.

I'm about to pass out.

Take me to the riverbank.

It cannot be done, Master.

By the Lord's order.

Fine. I'll swim there then.

Understood, Master.

Should we approach the canal mouth,
the Lord would punish me severely.

Sure.

Ow! I feel lightheaded again.

-Get me off the boat already!
-Yes, Master.

Do you see, Master?

Master, pray wait.

Master.

Master Klao.

Venture not beyond the pier.

This is so cool.

Master.

Master Klao,

we have strayed too far from the pier.
It is best we return.

Just a little more.

One of these, please.

Let's return
once we have acquired the goods.

-Help! Help me!
-Be wary, my Lady!

I can bear it no more! I beg of you!

Pray, stop this!

-Help me!
-Cease this harassment!

Mind your own affairs!

This matter is none of your concern.

Meddle not, or you shall face my wrath!

-Master. Master Klao!
-Help! Help me!

-Master Klao.
-Out of the way.

Trying to slip away?

You dare escape my reach!

Hey!

Klao?

You know me?

You. You… You…

Perhaps you're unaware

you have more enemies than you know.

Klao!

What have you done unto my brother!

You don't want me to talk to her
because she's weird?

Tell Chuay to ready my vessel.

Where to?

To seek the truth.

I don't want to be parted from you.