HERE'S THE TRANSCRIBED SCORE.
IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU'LL NEED FOR DECIPHERING?
AH, WELL...
I'M NOT SURE YET.
IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO PLAY IT OUT, I'LL GET THAT READY FOR YOU.
GET WHAT READY...?
A PIANO.
OH...
NO, IT'S FINE. THE SCORE SHOULD BE ENOUGH...
JUST IN CASE. THE CHURCH HAPPENS TO HAVE A PIANO ANYWAY.
IT'S UP TO YOU.
HE'S RIGHT.
I CAN READ THE NOTES, BUT I HAVEN’T DEALT WITH SCORES IN A LONG TIME.
I MIGHT MISS SOMETHING IF I DON’T PLAY IT.
BUT... WILL I BE ABLE TO PLAY THE PIANO?
WHAT IF I FAIL AGAIN?
BUT...
...THE SAFETY OF PADANIA AND THE LIVES OF COUNTLESS PEOPLE ARE AT STAKE.
THIS ISN’T A TIME TO BE MAKING EXCUSES.
...YOU’RE RIGHT.
THAT WILL BE HELPFUL.
Episode 47
ANNETTE.
I NOTICED YOU WENT TO MASS EVERY WEEK.
AH, YES...
EVEN IN SEINSHIRE?
OH, NO. IN SEINSHIRE, I RARELY LEFT THE HOUSE.
SO WHAT PROMPTED YOU?
I HEARD EVEN ATHEISTS GO TO CHURCH DURING WARTIME. IS THIS LIKE THAT?
WELL... I GUESS SO.
SINCE EVERYONE NEEDS TO GET THINGS OFF THEIR CHEST...
YOU CAN TELL ME.
PARDON?
EVERYTHING.
WHY SHOULD I?
YOU SAID YOU NEEDED A PLACE TO TALK.
THAT DOESN'T MEAN IT HAS TO BE YOU.
WHY NOT ME?
...WHAT IS HE SAYING?
WHAT KIND OF CONVERSATION IS THIS...
AND DO YOU TELL ME EVERYTHING?
YOU KNOW YOU DON'T.
YES. THAT'S WHY...
...I AM TRYING MY BEST TO COMMUNICATE WITH YOU.
IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW MANY CONVERSATIONS WE HAD.
THERE’S NO POINT IN DOING SO IN A RELATIONSHIP WITHOUT TRUST OR A FUTURE.
BOTH OF US WERE TOO BUSY HIDING OUR TRUE FEELINGS FROM EACH OTHER.
WE'VE CLEARED IT OUT.
THIS WAS MY VERY FIRST LANGUAGE...
THE PIANO EXISTED IN EVERY MOMENT OF MY LIFE.
I PRACTICED IT FURIOUSLY AND DESPAIRED AT MY LIMITS.
AN ETERNAL LOVE I COULD NOT REACH.
A CRAFT I COULD NEVER WHOLLY GRASP.
AND NOW...
I FEAR TO EVEN TOUCH IT.
TO TELL YOU THE TRUTH...
...I CAN'T PLAY THE PIANO ANYMORE.
IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I COULD.
I HAVEN'T HEARD YOU PLAY SINCE THE REVOLUTION.
IS THAT WHEN YOU STOPPED?
SO, YOU KNEW.
THEN WHY DID YOU BRING ME HERE?
AT THE PARTY WITH FELIX KAFKA...
I THOUGHT IT WAS A TEMPORARY PROBLEM.
YOU WERE CORNERED,
AND THERE WERE MANY PEOPLE.
I SEE.
WELL... NOW I JUST CAN'T PLAY.
MAY I ASK WHY?
...I HAVE MANY REASONS.
WHEN THE REVOLUTIONARIES BROKE INTO MY PRACTICE ROOM...
...AND KILLED MY FATHER...
I WAS WATCHING IT ALL PLAY OUT.
YOU MAY SAY MY TALENT AND DILIGENCE ARE VALID.
BUT OTHERS MAY NOT THINK SO.
EVERYTHING I ACCOMPLISHED WAS DENIED AND DESTROYED.
THAT IS WHAT'S STOPPING ME.
I THOUGHT I'D TRY SINCE THIS IS A GRAVE MATTER...
SORRY I COULDN'T BE OF ANY HELP.
PERHAPS I'VE BECOME ACCUSTOMED...
...TO THE OLD, FADED SCARS THAT REFLECT WHO I AM NOW.
...I...
...I REALLY...
HAVE TAKEN EVERYTHING FROM YOU...
...DO YOU THINK SO?
IF SO, YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY.
THAT WAS YOUR GOAL.
HEINER MAY HAVE SPEARHEADED IT AND TURNED A BLIND EYE...
...BUT ALL OF THIS WOULD HAVE HAPPENED ANYWAY.
DURING EVERY STEP OF MY DOWNFALL, HE WAS THERE.
I'M NOT TRYING TO BLAME YOU.
I'M JUST CURIOUS.
...YOU ALWAYS SAY THAT.
I WAS HOPING YOU WOULD BLAME ME AND RESENT ME.
THAT WAY...
...I COULD AT LEAST EXPLAIN MYSELF.
I'D LIKE TO STOP TALKING ABOLUT THE PIANO.
SHALL WE?
OH...
THE RAYS OF THE SETTING SUN...
IT’S AS IF THE MOST BRILLIANT REFLECTIONS OF THE OCEAN...
...ARE STREAMING INTO THIS VERY SPACE.
I HAVEN'T BEEN HERE AT THIS HOUR BEFORE...
I NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE SOMETHING LIKE THIS.
IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL.
...I SEE.
SHALL WE...
...GO BACK NOW?
...ALRIGHT.
ROZENBERG MANSION. YEAR 707 AU.
OH MY!
HOW PRETTY!
OH, MISS. ARE YOU THAT PLEASED?
YOU'RE STILL A CHILD AT HEART, I SAY!
SNEAKING FLOWERS INTO THE PRACTICE ROOM IS SO ROMANTIC THOUGH!
THEY MUST HAVE ENJOYED MY PERFORMANCE.
COME ON, HELP ME OUT.
WHO DO YOU THINK LEFT IT? HUH?
HMM... I DON'T KNOW.
IT COULD BE ONE OF THE MARQUESS'S GUESTS.
THEY GATHERED FOR DINNER TODAY.
NO, I DON'T BELIEVE IT!
WHY IS THAT?
SOLDIERS AREN'T ROMANTIC AT ALL!
THEY'D SAY SOME CRAP LIKE, "THE PIANO? OH, WHAT AN ELEGANT HOBBY!"
MISS! LANGUAGE, PLEASE!!!
BESIDES, THEY WOULDN'T BE INTERESTED ENOUGH IN THIS GARDEN...
TO COME ALL THE WAY HERE.
SINCE THEY PREPARED A BOUQUET,
IT PROBABLY MEANS THEY'VE HEARD ME PLAY BEFORE.
I'M SURE THEY LIKE MY PLAYING!
MISS... THAT ISN'T SOMETHING TO BE THRILLED ABOUT.
THAT MEANS THEY WERE PEEPING ON YOU!
WHY? WHAT'S WRONG? IT'S ROMANTIC.
BETTER THAN THE MEN ROAMING THE BANQUETS LIKE HUNGER-STRICKEN WOLVES.
I THINK IT'S BEST WE MOVE THE PRACTICE ROOM. IT'S TOO CLOSE TO THE GARDEN.
THIS IS A GRAVE SITUATION!
WHAT?! NO!
I'M GOING TO FIND OUT WHO IT IS!
OH, MISS... FINE, FINE. I WON'T TELL ANYONE FOR NOW.
BUT YOU'LL NEED TO MOVE TO A PROPER PRACTICE ROOM SOON.
YOU HAVE A COMPETITION COMING UP, NO?
OF COURSE!
BUT AREN'T THEY AWFULLY PRETTY?
THE HYDRANGEAS ARE THE EXACT SAME COLOR AS YOUR EYES.
...REALLY?
I WONDER WHO LEFT THIS BOUQUET BEHIND.
WHO HEARD MY PIANO AND DISAPPEARED WITHOUT A TRACE...
I HOPE TO MEET YOU SOMEDAY, MR. ROMANTIC...
Annette, who is suggested to use the piano in the church to decode a transcribed partition, admits she hasn't been able to play for a long time. She has a tense conversation with Heiner about services, trust, and communication. Annette then recounts witnessing her father's death in the revolution and how her piano talent was dismissed. The chapter ends with a memory about a hydrangea bouquet left in the study in the year 707.
