Do you treat all your guests this way?
It's not my doing, Not directly, anyway,
It's all down to the magic of their former lord,
Isn't that right, old man?
You're Baron Ewan?
My friend's sick, I was told you could help,
What bit her?
The Risen Dead,
Necromancy? A murky business,
Can you save her? Please,
I'll do what I can, lad,
I know you're frightened for her, but take my advice and keep it hidden,
Your enemies will only use it against you,
What enemies?
The name's Count Kesslar,
But "Master" will suffice,
It's okay, It was an accident, a horrible mistake,
I never, never meant to--
Why would I want my own brother… my own brother dead?
It's done,
Keep still,
That's it, Breathe,
I'm sorry I got you into this, Hector was right, Too many stupid risks,
Do I know you?
No, but I know you,
Oh yeah?
Growing up on the Cold Coast, everyone knew about Kesslar,
the bogeyman who makes entire villages disappear,
Ah, yeah, the Cold Coast was always rich pickings,
remote and undefended as it is,
And the people you snatch? Where do they end up?
The fighting pits,
The Lords of Scoria pay good money for the right warriors,
They seem bewitched,
That's Ewan's charm,
Terrible shame when a magister's forced to turn his magic upon his people, eh?
Will the girl live?
She will, She has to,
She may not,
Well, she's worthless, then, Trapdoor!
Wait, Whitley!
No, no, no!
Kesslar, you can't! Stop!
What?
-No! Please… please don't! -You'll join her if you're not careful!
Please!
She's a Werelord!
Oh yeah? Do go on,
-Trust me on this, Hector, -But…
Trust me,
Your brother is long gone, off an abandoned jetty, to be precise,
You're in the clear,
And, uh… and Ringlin?
Was he helpful?
He's a mercenary,
You keep putting gold in his pocket, he'll keep serving you,
I guess I'll see you at the next Wolf Council meeting,
Sweet sea serpents, no,
You should lay low, get yourself shipshape again,
Be well, little boar,
Right, boss, How about I fix us a bite to eat?
Oh, lovely, that's very kind of--
And then…
…we can discuss my wages,
She's a Bearlord? Bergan's own cub, no less,
Yes,
I brought her here because Baron Ewan is a magister,
He's our only hope,
Well, she's worth nothing to me dead,
Heal her!
Oh…
Are your people sick too?
No, they're quite well,
And they're safer this way, I suppose,
I practice magistry of the mind,
That's where they're trapped, in their own dreams,
-I recognize that look, son, -What look?
You blame yourself,
Ah, regret is a terrible thing,
Visiting hour's over,
One more for the land of dreams,
Ah…
Forgive me, Drew,
Pipe down, Lion!
A thousand apologies for my tardiness, I had quite a night,
Ah, Vega, you old Shark, Come here,
You're going to love this,
Oh?
Ah, let's see, "King Leopold requests a meeting," Mm,
"The Lion wishes to discuss his terms of surrender,"
-See? -Oh,
I knew it,
That's it, Just that…
-Yes, Keep still, -What?
There,
Where am I?
You must rest, Lady Whitley,
You're not out of the woods yet,
not by a long shot,
You know my name?
Your friend told us as much, You've got him to thank,
It was almost too late for you, but he is a determined young man,
Where… where is he?
He's trapped, like the rest of them,
I had no choice,
Kesslar holds our elders hostage,
while our younger townsfolk are to be taken to the fighting pits,
Oh, but my plans are changing,
It's a long journey to the pits,
Why spend a fortune feeding 100 hungry mouths
when I can feed just one?
A Werelord like you is worth 1,000 mortals,
Right, Take what treasure you can carry, Leave the rest, the humans too,
The Banshee sails for Scoria on the first tide!
And what about Haggard?
Burn it to the ground,
No!
Drew!
Hello? Is anybody there?
Anyone?
Who… Whoever did this, just show yourselves,
It's…
This is just some trick,
I'm not scared of you!
Sack it,
Some king you are,
Well, if you won't take the crown, I will,
Listen, if Leopold wants to discuss terms of surrender,
we'd be fools not to meet with him,
-Are you sure about this, Bergan? -Let's hear him out and get him out,
Something wrong, Your Majesty?
If something sounds too good to be true, then it usually is,
Well, if you're suggesting Leopold is playing
some kind of a trick…
I know my husband, He's not to be trusted,
Well, given your long ordeal, how could you feel any other way?
We'll go and meet with him, You'll be quite safe here,
Come,
Bergan!
Listen to me,
We take your reservations on board, Your Majesty,
In fact, why don't we vote on this?
All in favor of meeting with Leopold?
Manfred?
And those against?
And I know which way Hector would vote if he was here,
Hector lost that privilege when he let Drew slip away,
We are now a council of five,
And I count three to two in favor,
-This is a bad idea, -No, this is a golden opportunity,
Served up on a golden platter, Doesn't that seem a tiny bit fishy to you?
You, come here, Send word to the Lion,
We meet on the drawbridge of Highcliff Keep, Unarmed, right?
At noon,
If you think he's coming unarmed…
Since the idea worries you so much,
why don't you walk Her Majesty back to her quarters?
You are not fit to rule,
What have you achieved, apart from putting your friends in danger?
It's my time to rule the Seven Realms,
Everyone will bow to the Wolf,
You'll have to come through me first,
Have it your way,
I beg you, please, don't--
Sorry I can't stay, cousin, I love a good roast,
But the people…
Light it up! We sail for Scoria!
What?
You'll never be worthy, You betrayed everyone you've ever loved,
That's not true!
How many innocents have died for you?
Hector's frail old father,
Sweet, young Erin,
Your own mother!
And now, Whitley,
All because of you!
Was there ever a more unworthy king?
Even your own mother couldn't love you,
You're wrong, I am loved, And I see you for what you are,
And what's that?
Fear, My own fear,
That's all you are,
You don't scare me anymore,
I've beaten you before,
And I'll do it again,
You'll never escape me!
I think I'm done here,
What?
What happened? Here, let me help,
What? No human has ever broken out of their mind prison before,
I'm no human,
You're the Wolf?
Don't just stand there, young Wolf! Help me get them out!
That's everyone out, You lead them through the gates,
-I'm going back for Whitley, -You can't! Save one, or save many,
I could do both, Just tell me where to find her!
Kesslar has taken her to his ship,
He's going to sell her to the Lords of Scoria,
-Which way did he go? -He's taken the ravine bridge,
It leads down to the harbor below, You'll come back for us?
I promise!
Quick, Down to this ship!
This little Bear will earn me a fortune,
Whitley!
Not today, you old goat!
You'll regret that, Bearlord,
I'm just getting started,
Help me, woman!
Thank you,
No!
-Are you all right? I was so worried-- -What are you doing here?
-Rescuing you! -I can take care of myself,
-Ewan needs our help, -But I've got everyone out,
Gentlemen, You're right on time,
I expected nothing less,
And you've brought a special guest, I see,
Nice to see the color back in your cheeks, my love,
I wish I could say the same, Leopold,
You look a little cooped after your confinement,
All the more reason to enjoy this little stroll,
eh, Vanmorten?
Let's get on with your terms of surrender,
The sooner you're gone, the sooner Lyssia can return to normal,
You've got this all wrong, Staglord,
We're here to discuss your surrender, not mine,
It's a trap!
I could have sworn the queen said that, There's quite an echo out here,
-It won't open! -Let us out!
It's no good! They've barricaded the gates!
What? No! No, no, no!
We can't get out!
Look out!
If we work together, maybe we can break out!
It's no good!
This is all my fault!
Seriously, what were you thinking?
I didn't know Kesslar had barricaded the gates!
-A king must always put his people first! -I know, I know!
-So why didn't you? -Because…
Because what?
Because… you were more important!
Nothing's more important than you,
What is that?
-Whitley! -Broghan!
Let's get these people out of here! Come on, move!
Move!
Come on, come on! This way, this way! We're out, Come on!
We got here as soon as we could, I'm sorry we couldn't do more,
My people are safe, That's all that matters for now,
I pray one day it can be rebuilt,
Whitley, I…
You really thought I was about to surrender to you?
Wait for it,
That's it! Turn tail and run,
No wonder Wergar fell, with a council of lapdogs to support him,
Oh no,
Keep walking, Mikkel,
Still doing exactly what big brother tells you to do, eh, Mikkel?
What a good little deer you are,
Brother, no!
Mikkel!
-Mikkel! -No!
Fire!
Brother, no!
Mikkel!