October 21, 2015 | 0 Comments
Baroness [to Milus]: It seems you and the good baron share a deep, poetic connection. It’s as if you were reading each other’s thoughts….
Baroness [to Milus]: It seems you and the good baron share a deep, poetic connection. It’s as if you were reading each other’s thoughts….
Wilkin: My name is Wilkin Brattle. I was a knight in Longshanks’ army. Ventris was my commander. He sent me and my legion into an ambush…
Berber the Moor: Who gives penance when the priest tells a lie?
Wilkin: At least it will be a familiar blade that tries to kill us when the rebels attack our next caravan.
Isabel: I fear Sir Locke will be looking for two of his own little plump treats. Lady Love: You’re scandalous, maiden. Isabel: I only…
Gruffudd: I am trusted. I have earned my leadership. I guide our course as best I can, but revolution cannot be tucked inside a box. It…
Gruffudd: One has to protect our history and honor the myth… dear sister. Baroness: Half-sister.
Gruffudd: I did not start this revolution, Love. Longshanks planted that seed of hate years ago. Ripping from our hearts our most sacred…
Luca: Once we are safe, will you leave us and no longer be my father? Wilkin: I’ll never be your father. Not with birth. But I’ll not…
Milus: Oh. The wife. She is quite mad. Take concern in that.