Broken Cross — Episode 47

Tell me Was the slate cleared before we arrived? The job is finished They have sent the secret to the grave Do enjoy the party, Captain She would have made a magnificent queen for my court Mind your tongue! The knights are listening Holocene weakened their order, but a swordmaider is formidable Even in death My mother's reforms will revitalize the empire Will you support her, Cynthia? How fascinating But we still answer to Emperor Leohardt, Prince Tarek Traditions endure The empire is shifting, Cynthia The future won't wait Yet Leohardt rules He is Felicia's son, after all There is always a swordmaiden empress, Prince Even if others don't acknowledge Your Highness, Empress Holocene requests your presence immediately Duty calls, Duchess Thank you for the lovely conversation The pleasure was entirely mine, Prince You are more valuable here than you think Go on then Give the gala a real show