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What do you see?

she would raise an army.

You three look like you're far from home.

We fought your wars.

Dramatic, yeah, unless it's true,

Gouging his own eyes out?

It won't. We both know it won't. I'm not like you.

And it always will be.

Please, my queen, let us go.

But here we are.

And Huntsmen are pretty handy with a blade, yeah?

Seven times. A lot.

I don't want no reward.

Was anyone following them or...

Now, let's hear no more of family and love.

If your mirror is shiny, it'll be in there somewhere.

It wouldn't matter.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(HORSE NEIGHING) (MEN SHOUTING)

Well... (LAUGHS)

I'm sorry about before.

"I see myself as I might become."

That's just a flower.

And so, some fairy tales do come true.

NION: Come on. GRYFF: I can't see.

Bonds, rewards, debt collection.

Aye, so it's money you're after.

I imagine that would come in handy before too long.

We'll find it, and we'll bring it to the Sanctuary.

But there is another story, one you have not yet seen.

Yeah. Yeah, I probably should have said something.

Stop distracting me.

Cast it from your mind.

There's a hidden forest just up the Dorian River

Do not forget what you owe me.

and she'll know. And what then?

Shut your mouth, you manky slag.

If you wear that always when the queen is near,

She's got two more little ones in her left boot.

(WHISPERING) How lucky you are.

And my army of Huntsmen will grow

Sara, stop it. (BREATHING HEAVILY)

l need fire. Come on.

I thought I had driven the weakness out of you.

MRS. BROMWYN: Keep walking.

We're all Huntsmen.

That's where they would've made camp.

Keep your eyes peeled. They could still be around.

where its wickedness can forever be contained.

You do that, and you'll be fine.

She's everything that you're not.

He will deny you.

And me and Doreena fill our pockets

BOTH: Same mum.

If it was me and him, I'd be a tiny bit worried,

Look lively now.

I live for you.

So, what are you gonna do? Trek all the way to the frozen North?

GRYFF: Huntsman, what is this?

All right, my little fishes.