Dark Prince: The True Story of Dracula Page #2

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Yes.

Of noble class?

Aron,

like your father,

wishes the Turk

driven from his country.

I've offered him sanctuary,

and he has accepted.

- Where is the boy's father?

- My father is dead.

Murdered.

Your father

was Prince Vlad Dracul?

Yes.

He was a great man,

but his vision

was utopian-

unpractical

in these cursed times.

What Romania

needs is a saviour.

Aron, what news

of the Messiah?

The Messiah?

You haven't heard

the Romanian tales?

This man who's going

to save us from the Turk.

No, Your Majesty.

In religious matters, I rely

on my daughter for information.

And you, Lidia?

No, Your Majesty.

But when I get to Braila,

I will inquire.

Why are you going

to Braila?

I'm entering

the nunnery.

Why?

Are you allowing this?

It's what she wishes.

Perhaps you would let him...

dance with your daughter.

Oh, well...

it's been so long

since my daughter danced,

I'm afraid

she's forgotten how.

Then she's met her match.

I doubt if Vlad Dracula

ever learned.

Unless of course, he had lessons

in the Sultan's prison.

Indulge me, Vlad.

Before she renounces

the world forever.

You had never

known another woman,

and yet you were sure

at that moment

you were meant to spend

your life with this one?

Not just my life.

All eternity.

Don't go

to the nunnery.

Your place is with me.

You're mad,

aren't you?

I knew

the moment I saw you...

as if God himself

ordained it.

Or the devil.

Surely he was the one

who loosened your tongue.

To win your heart...

I will accept help

from any source.

Will you walk with me?

I will walk with you.

You've given me back

my life.

Vlad Dracula,

after considering

your request,

I have decided

to grant it,

and bestow upon you

money and arms.

I order you to raise an army

of your fellow countrymen,

and to wage battle against

the Turk and all who support him.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

I will not fail you.

I must remind you,

young man,

your own father

tried and failed.

He once told me greed was

a stronger force than any army.

But I've learned there is

another even greater force.

And what's that?

Fear.

Stop! Stop!

You! Let him go!

Thank you.

Not that I needed it.

You needed it.

Are you hungry?

Bread.

We've got

fresh bread!

Mercy! Mercy!

I've done no wrong.

I've done no wrong!

Mercy!

Thank you.

Tell me,

who is that man?

Prince Karl.

Whatever happened

to the old Prince,

Vlad Dracul?

What happens to every

Prince of Romania:

killed...

by those who would benefit.

Come.

Those people,

what was their crime?

They committed no crime.

Then why?

Because that is the way

things are done here.

Take him away.

- Not any more.

- Friend,

talk like that

will get you killed.

What is your name?

Bruno.

Bruno.

Come with me.

We have much to discuss.

What do you want?

Guards!

Tell me.

Whatever you wish,

it's yours.

I'm the Prince,

and can make it so.

Guards!

Who are you?

Guards!

No.

Please, no.

I lived here once.

I am Vlad Dracula,

son of the great

Prince Vlad.

And in the name

of my father,

I hereby reclaim

the throne of Romania.

My only allegiance

is to you, the people.

My will is to end

Turkish oppression

and the betrayal

of those who benefit.

What I do will bring

justice and freedom

to all Romanians now!

You priests,

you're privy

to the thoughts of your flock.

What do the people say of me?

Not the common man,

people of wealth

and influence.

What do they say?

They respect you.

In spite of my friendship

with the King of Hungary?

A Papist?

No man of property

speaks ill of me?

Not in our experience.

You.

What did you hear?

I have heard that you

are a man

who is vindictive.

And you believe that?

I believe what I see.

A skeptical priest-

how refreshing.

Then you must have seen God

with your own eyes.

I have known God.

And did He speak to you?

Tell me,

what did God say?

God speaks

through the prophets,

and the prophets

have said

that a man

will come again...

who will deliver peace.

A Messiah.

Or...

an Anti-Christ.

One who is only

cloaked in peace,

but who will deliver terror.

What is your name,

Priest?

Stefan.

You're the one

from Snagov, yes?

I shall come by the monastery

tomorrow for a visit.

I wish to continue

this conversation.

As for you others,

my sacred mission is

to bring order to Romania.

There must be security

for all in my land.

If you do not support me

in my endeavors,

you do so at your risk.

You say what you think.

I respect that in a man.

Is that why you came here today,

to tell me that?

No.

My father is buried

here at Snagov.

Do you know

who murdered him?

There's an old

Latin saying...

"The more allegiances,

the more enemies."

May I give you some advice?

You are Romanian.

You are Orthodox.

If you wish our support,

end your allegiance with the King

of Hungary and the Pope.

My father's grave,

if you would.

It's one thing to kill a man,

but why bury him alive?

They weren't

just killing a man.

- They wanted to crush an idea.

- "They"?

The nobles, then.

My friends.

Aron,

I want you to organize

a celebration,

to be held

here at my home.

Invite your friends.

Every man of title.

And what are we celebrating,

Your Highness?

The birth of justice.

Prince Dracula's

first state occasion.

Won't it seem odd

if the princess isn't there?

The surgeon

won't allow it.

And wives

are not attending.

Besides...

the talk

will be of treaties

and taxations.

I cannot bear

for you to be bored.

Then you should

never leave my side.

No.

What?

What is it?

Oh...

I can feel him.

I have been thinking

about the fate

of my land.

And I wanted

to ask you all something.

How many princes

have you lived under

in your lifetimes?

How many?

A simple question.

You, Andrei.

How many princes

of Romania have you known?

Uh...

five?

And you, Bordeaux?

Many.

Too many.

And how do you

explain that?

It's the way of the world.

Instability.

And whose fault is that?

The people?

Human nature?

The princes themselves?

I will tell you

what I think.

You-

you are the reason.

Your greed,

your disloyalty,

your corruption.

You might as well

be agents of the Turks.

- And now, that is all going to end.

- What?

You betrayed us!

You've answered

my next question.

I was about the ask the murderers

of my father to rise.

What are those noises-

- Princess?

- Call the surgeon.

I'm having my baby.

You have a son.

- Hello, my son.

Your name is Vlad.

He was eager

to see you.

- Vlad?

- Yes, my love?

Last night,

I heard terrible cries.

- Terrible cries?

- Yes.

The sounds

of men in pain.

You were dreaming.

It was so real.

Lidia,

it was a dream.

All that happened here last night

was a state dinner.

You believe me,

don't you?

Of course, I do.

As I gazed into my son's eyes,

I knew

I had acted justly,

that he had been born

into a better world,

purged of the villainy that

had destroyed his grandfather.

What proof did you have

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