Ashes and Blood Page #3

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Her father, old Drin, never forgave

her.

He had her husband killed.

He spared his daughter

but her fault put our family at risk.

You wanted to know?

You know.

Why?

The past is the past!

Not when it rots our lives!

Settle scores

and you side with the Drins!

I am a Drin!

No! You're a Sikias!

Your father paid for that!

- So what am I for them?

- My son!

You hid for a long time.

I waited for you.

- Did my father send you?

- No.

Have this back.

Take it!

And you?

What will you give back to me?

I hope it will hurt me

as much as I hurt you.

Are you afraid?

You're wrong.

Never let your guard down.

I thought he was sleeping...

But the wolf bit these off!

Check!

I'd rather lose my rook

than my bishop.

We all have our secret weapon, dear.

I'll go now.

Mother will be worried.

This was a lovely surprise.

At my age, the days are so empty.

I can find my own way back.

No, I'll go with you.

I would never get over it

if anything were to happen

to my favourite chess player.

I invent, but mostly I guess.

I like people talking to me,

even if I can't hear.

Mum!

I'm late. Forgive me!

I didn't want to disturb you.

Thank you.

Everything's all right.

We were gossiping like two old women.

Thank you, Timos!

And bravo!

- Wait for me!

- Leave her!

Don't be afraid,

she manages just fine.

I suspect her of having let me win.

She has your gaiety.

Hanna, my wife,

locked herself away

at the death of our son.

She doesn't speak anymore.

We can see them pass by from up here.

We're more likely to see wolves

than girls.

- Don't make a sound.

- By the way...

what are the girls like here?

- There are no girls here.

- What?

There are only mothers,

sisters and wives.

You'd be wise to remember that.

What?

I'm not stupid.

And Samir isn't either.

He'll kill you.

He's just her uncle.

All the more reason.

Look over there!

What the hell are they up to now?

I'd like to know.

Shall we get them?

No!

I can't do anything.

Not yet at least.

I gave Venera my word.

They must take back what they said.

No!

In any case, you...

They'll never respect you.

Oh yeah?

There's a child with them!

Come back!

There's a man!

Lost something?

- I'm here to warn you.

- What about?

Watch how you speak to me.

Here's the little brother...

I knew you didn't have

the balls

to take such a big risk alone.

Do we have to insult each other?

- I don't waste time on guys like you.

- Me neither.

Not another word about my mother,

sister, brother or me.

Or else?

Just try it.

Threats?

You're getting out of your depth.

And Mummy isn't here with her big

mouth.

Cut it out!

Stop! You'll kill him!

Eat your dead!

Who is that?

Alexander Drin.

Your grandfather.

You wanted to see wolves?

The bride's car won't take

the same route as the official cortege.

It will make a detour.

You're smiling, Father?

Why bother

with such outdated rituals?

You, a man of the cloth,

you don't believe in rites?

I believe in those

that elevate the spirit.

And me in those

that ward off misfortune.

It's about time!

You know I wanted the whole family

here on the eve of Flora's wedding.

Where are your sons, Judith?

They're coming.

They're changing their wet clothes.

You love going fast

but you're always late!

Tomorrow,

you'll drive Flora.

If you'd been here,

you'd know about the detour.

I've planned it all.

You haven't planned a thing!

You read my mind now?

What happened, Pashko?

The candles are in the chest

under the stairs.

The bridal veil will get soaked.

I'll fetch it. Don't worry.

Where's the meter?

Don't talk nonsense.

That's a man's job.

Are you ok'?

You have to join us.

I'm coming.

- You're mad!

- Yes, I'm mad!

Well done, Mum!

You did it!

You did it!

Go away.

You're more gifted for electricity

than raising children.

Children! You raise them

by feeling your way in the dark!

Your son is in danger

and you laugh about it?

Yes, Pashko! Send him away!

He must leave after the wedding.

You won't tell me?

Who did you fight with?

- At least say if you hurt someone!

- No.

You swear?

Yes.

We'll leave after the wedding.

Why?

You know very well why!

Flora and Scander's wedding

has to go smoothly.

For Venera, for the whole family.

We fill you wear it in a bun tomorrow?

Wait till you see

how pretty Flora's veil is.

I loved your father

as soon as I saw him.

He looked at me...

His smile...

His voice...

I forgot everything.

Everything-

My family, my duty,

our laws, the fear...

I knew.

There was no else but him.

I was ready to pay the price,

to be with him, even in the dark.

- No! Stop!

- What?

- I can't follow the beat.

- Who cares?

It's so hot!

- I'll get you some water.

- Thank you.

One more dance.

Please!

Yes, all right.

Get some water.

Water... From the fountain.

Hey, girl!

Who are you?

Costa, what are you doing?

Slator is waiting for us.

What's your name?

Answer when we speak to you.

Tell me your name and I'll help you.

I came to get a glass for Mr Pogrades.

It's hot.

I'm taking him some water.

What the hell is this?

You think I understand anything?

You know what I do to little minxes?

I'm clumsy.

You're pulling my leg?

She wants to play with me,

the hussy.

I don't mind.

Leave her alone!

Mira!

Scum!

Get out of here!

She provoked us!

You'll pay for this!

Get out of here!

You touched her, you filthy wretch!

This time, I'll kill you!

Don't touch him!

Do not seek consolation

in the blood of the guilty.

Seek it in these words.

"Love your neighbour

as you love yourself,

"for the love of God. "

Go that far.

It is in forgiveness

that you will find peace.

Through your fault,

you've endangered us all!

Killing him at their home...

When you were a guest!

They offended my sister!

How could you believe that?

I saw her crying.

Crying! What did he do to you?

Answer me!

I forgot, she's deaf.

Leave Mira be!

Shut up!

Respect your grandmother!

I wanted to defend my sister,

but I didn't mean to kill Slator.

Slator got what he deserved.

Who are you

to decide who deserves to die?

What's done is done.

We'll sort this out.

Pashko,

you must go

to the Pogrades funeral meal

this evening.

You cannot back out.

Your shame would tarnish us.

What shame?

I said I'll go and I will!

Mr Sikias?

- Can you come to the gate?

- Later.

Aren't we going to find out

what really happened?

Pashko said it was an accident!

The truth doesn't count.

Only your code and blood laws count.

You follow them like sheep

shitting on each other in fear!

Anton, leave him!

Ismal,

it's no use. I'll go.

I'll go with you.

No, I'll go alone.

It's not your place, Judith.

I don't care!

You and I are powerless.

Nothing will stop the blood.

Even

Don't worry, Mum.

I'll try to do things right.

My son wasn't a coward.

Neither is yours, Judith.

Don't go there.

His bravery

may spare him from death.

He knows nothing about this ritual.

If the murderer

attends the funeral meal,

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