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After spending a childhood safely hidden away in a monastery, a teenage Mary Stuart
arrives in France where she has been sent to secure Scotland's strategic alliance
by formalizing her ...
She's coming.

girl: I've got it!

Sister, sister,
sister, pass it down.

Pass it!

Pass it this way.

they all need

something to hold onto

they all mean well

pay your respect...

to society

giving me hell...

Nun:
Save mary!

Take that plate away!

You must leave immediately.

This was an
assassination attempt.

You were nearly poisoned.

By who?

Someone with ties to the

protestant throne

Of England, no doubt.

They'll be found
and dealt with.

Hyah! Hyah!
Poor sister helen;
I didn't know...

That she was your taster?

Every meal you've eaten

Has been tasted for poison

Since you left

your mother's breast.

Mary, you are the queen

of scotland.

look at her.

Girl
She is beautiful.

I don't know if I'm ready.

To leave here or marry

the future king of France?

Both.

I hoped I would get to go back

to scotland one last time.

Your friends from scotland

will be there.

Girls you've known

your whole life.

You're safer in french court.

You're nearly a woman,

And francis is nearly a man.

It's time.

You will wed young francis,

someday soon,

For your faith,

For your people,

For scotland.

He will love you.

I'm not sure that matters.

It does to you.

Girl:
Mary...

Rose.

Be careful.

There are ghosts there.

At the castle?

They say the halls

are filled with them.

Tortured souls,

A girl whose face is a ruin.

She hides it.

I was at french court before,

you know,

When I was your age.

I didn't see any ghosts.

But what if they saw you?

Guard:
Your grace.

sebastian.

Francis, they were

looking for you everywhere.

Tough to find you.

I was riding.

Really? Who?

So, bash, how's the mood?

Father's or the
mood in general?

Tense to both.

Planning for
your sister's wedding.

Is your mother in there?

No, only royals

and their attendants allowed.

But your mother

Is in fine form, god save you.

I'm off now that you're here.

Lucky bastard.

Woman:
Mary should be protected.

Hidden.
So you've claimed.

You also claimed she

needed to be kept at convent

For her education,

when we both know

She simply irritated you.

Mary's arrival now upstages

Our daughter's wedding.

It's the perfect occasion

To showcase the
alliance with scotland.

Half the continent's royalty

will be feeding at our trough.

There are those that say

Too many alliances make

a king look weak.

Then why did we sell

our daughter to Spain?

I'm told I was needed.

Or should I just come back

on my wedding day?

You've chosen my wife;

have you set the date, too?

Here's the date: When I say so.

Or England turns its sword

In our direction.

She's on her way.

Mary stuart, you mean.

I heard.
You don't sound

Very enthusiastic.

You were playmates once.

She had skinny legs,

A missing front tooth

and strong opinions.

I'm sure the adult tooth

has come in.

The opinions you can ignore.

Isn't that right, catherine?

Her ladies-in-waiting are

on their way as well.

Three titled,
the other ridiculously rich.

Just your type.

At least your bride

has a country

And an army, should you need it.

I may not have been born

with a crown,

But this country relies

on my money.

let him talk like a king.

your wedding won't happen

Until I say so.

I'm on your side.

Always.

I know.

That's disgusting.

Where she puts it,

he won't smell it.

Unless he's a very good husband.

Imagine that.

You do want elisabeth

to bear sons.

Oh, as soon as possible.

Or what is a wife's value?

But what about

my son francis?

What do your visions say

about his future?

Tell me, nostradamus,

what have you seen?

I-I've had fleeting images,

But as yet,
their meaning is unclear.

Perhaps if you were

more specific

About your concerns.

Well, will he love her?

Will she love him?

How do I control
a daughter-in-law

Who's a queen
in her own right?

Is that what bothers you?

Her power?

Mm. Or the fact

that she's young

And pretty?

I've just had a vision.

I see you,

Beheaded, at my command.

Said with gratitude

For the secrets we share.

Be patient.
Answers will come.

There she comes.

they all need

something to hold onto

they all mean well

pay your respect to society

giving me hell

you could never

feel my story

it's all you know

you could never...

There's mary.

...Feel my story

it's all you know, oh!

may all your dreams

come to reality

if all else fails

give up

we needed the company

let's drink to your health.

mary!

We missed you so much!

Oh, kenna,

Greer, lola,

I'm so happy to see you.

Aylee, we're all

together again.

Oh, mary, your hair.

Didn't the nuns

teach you anything?

Oh, greer,
those can't all be clothes.

There's jewelry
and silver, too.

I'm making up in volume for what

I lack in station, I suppose.

Look, here they come.

Guard:
His royal highness,

King henry ii.

There's the king.

That's king henry,

But is that catherine?

No, they're still waiting

on her.

That's diane de portiers,

the king's mistress.

So the rumors are true.

Lola:
Unlike her,

You'll have no trouble

finding husbands here.

We'll certainly enjoy

the hunt.

What about you?

Oh, don't tell me.

It's about that boy

from aberdeen.

Colin said he'd wait for me.

Till when?

We might never be
back on scottish soil,

Not if it all works out

and mary reigns here.

What do you mean, "if"?

Make no mistake,
we're here now
To get our young
queen in the game.

Alliances can shift.

Before they do, mary needs

to win the prince's heart.

Is that francis?

He's gorgeous.

Mary:
No, that's not francis.

I know it isn't.

Lola:
Then that must be sebastian,

The king's bastard,

diane's son.

I hear the king favors him.

Guard:
Her majesty, queen catherine!

I don't believe it.

Your grace.

No, call me mary,

please.

Francis.

The castle
seems bigger.

Is that possible?

And you, too,

of course.

Is that such a surprise?

No. Especially since your legs

Were always
longer than mine.

You know, I hated that

when we were young...

I was always chasing

after you... but now...

Uh...
Now it suits you.

What is it?

You've had a vision.

It's clear now.

I saw your son's future...

My lady...
Welcome, your grace.

Nostradamus:
...His union... With mary.

Well, say it.

She will cost francis his life.

You have returned to the court

at your own queen's bidding.

As noble ladies,
you must counsel her,

Prepare her,
account for her.

For the princess

elisabeth's wedding,

As with any event,

You must acquaint

yourselves, and mary,

With all visiting royalty

and dignitaries.

Who amongst you is fluent

in italian?

I suppose I am.

You will sit next

to the pope's cousin.

He has no teeth
and speaks very quickly.

Aylee:
Are these dresses from paris?

Yes, every one.

Oh...

If colin could see me,

He'd marry me in a second.

I look of age now;

we all do.

You know what

I'd like to do?

Explore.

We haven't been here

since we were children.

Surely the castle's changed.

Who's with me?

Kenna: I am!
Go.

I'll find you later.

There's something
I want to see.

Francis is a girl's name.

Mary.

Francis.
Um, I didn't know you...

What are you

doing here?

I was exploring.

These were my old rooms.

Don't you remember?

Not anymore.
No one comes up here.

Except you.

What is that?

Is all of this yours?

I-I make knives,

And swords.

At least,
I'm trying to learn.

To be a bladesmith?
Is that a requirement
for future kings now?

When you say it like that,

It sounds ridiculous, yes.

No, no, I think

it's fantastic.

But did you

make all these?

Why?

I can't help thinking that

Every man, even a king,

Should have
some kind of skill.

Well, you're going to be

a great ruler someday.

Isn't that enough?

I hope I will be,

But I meant
a real skill.

One that
I didn't inherit,

Wasn't given to me

And-and can't
be taken away.

My brother...

My half-brother,
bash...

He has so many.

He wants to learn
something, he does,

He wants to
go somewhere, he goes.

With my father's
blessing.

They don't worry

about him dying so much
That they don't
let him live.

Because he'll
never be king.

I can milk a goat

And cut peat

for the fire.

The nuns, you know.

Impressive.

I suppose if there was

Ever an uprising that

sent my line into hiding,

I could always get by

as a blacksmith.

But I'd save you.

And we could go to
scotland and rule there.

That's a...

That's a very kind offer.

I hope I never have

to take you up on it.

Natalia.

Did anyone see you

come in here?

No.

They never do.

They never will.

Nothing's changed here.

Nothing has to.

Stirling, no!

Stirling!

Come on, boy!

Mary. What is it?

Um, I brought
you something,

To decorate
your swords with.

Now's not a good time.

Oh...

Next time,
you should be announced.

My page is there for a reason.

I don't understand.

You shouldn't be here.

Why do you sound so...

Are you alone?

Are you with someone?

If you are ever going to be

the queen of France,

You need to understand

something.

Kings do not answer

to their wives.

Stirling...
No, come back! Stirling!

stirling?

Stirling, come back!

Go on.

Stirling, come back!

Mary?

Stirling!
Mary.

Stirling, come back!

mary!

Stirling!
Stirling!

Stirling!

No, no, wait.

Mary.
Young girls... royals, queens...

Do not leave the castle alone.

But my-my dog...

Let him go.

Do not go
into those woods.

Do you hear me?

Why not?

What's in
those woods?

Besides my dog,
who I might've caught

If you hadn't
stopped me.

He'll find
his way back.

There's food and warmth.

Who wouldn't want

to be at the castle?

Except, perhaps, you.

Rather be at the convent,

would you?

Eating porridge
and trudging through mud?

I quite like the way

mud feels underfoot.

Maybe you'll be sent

back to the nuns.

For misbehaving.

You're cheeky.

And you're upset

about more than your dog

Taking a little jaunt

into the wild.

What is it?

You should ask

your brother.

Ask him what?

Why he's such a moody,

arrogant ass.

We're half-brothers,
by the way.

Nothing in common
but our father, really.

Oh.

But I'll mention your

discontent to francis.

Don't bother.

And I'll find your dog.

Warm enough?

Colin!

I don't believe it!

What are you

doing here?

You can't...

I've been
thinking of you

From the moment

you got on that boat.

I borrowed money
and left the next day.

I want you to stay,

But we'll be found out.

We need permission.

Oh...

What a grand,
romantic gesture.

And you say your queen, mary,

Knows your young man?

Uh, she hasn't met colin,

But she knows his people.

Oh...

Your father is a cousin

of mary's father, james?

My father served him

Until the day

king james died.

His grace
was generous,

He granted my father
large holdings,

But...
We're no relation.

You come from

former servants...

My, what a rise

your people have made.

I do love
a success story.

Stay and tell me

all about it.

Oh, lola,

You should go find mary,

keep her on task

So we can all
enjoy the wedding.

Aylee: So bash just

happened upon you.

You don't believe that.

He has a terrible
reputation with women,

He knows no bounds.

Maybe it runs
in the family.

Did something happen

with francis?

No, no, nothing.

Really, it's fine,

And we need to get ready

for the wedding.

So go on...

I'll tell the servants

You're ready to be
bathed and dressed.

Thank you.

Hello?

Is anyone here?

Female voice
Taste of love and sorrow,

But don't drink the wine.

Don't.

Who are you?

We're very happy

to be back at court.

Your grace.

Beautiful evening,
is it not?

Why aren't you

with colin?

What's he doing with mary?

She's his queen.

He's just paying his respects.

Let's raise a glass.

To the happy couple.

Man:
Hear, hear.

Female voice
...Don't drink the wine.

Mary:
Oh, lola, no.

Aylee, I want
to go dance.
You can't dance alone.

I won't be alone.

Lola, come dance

with me.

Take off you shoes.

Come on. Dance with me.

Take off you shoes.

We're overrun by scots.

Woman:
Dance with me! Come dance!

Lola: Look... Elisabeth and

philip are leaving.

Kenna: It's time for

the consummation;

The ritual, the ceremony,

the mystery.

Aren't you curious?

Shh...

Aylee: We can't actually watch them...

You know.

Greer:
It's a tradition for royals.

Aylee:
Well, we are not allowed.

Don't you want to know

what you're in for someday?

With your francis?

Bishop: Pax vobis.

In nomini patri

Et fili et spiritus sancti.

Amen.

We're the only ones

that matter here.

Let's go.

Come on.

Mary:
Go, before anyone sees us.

ah, ah, oh-oh, oh-oh

ah, ah, yo

ah, ah, oh-oh-oh

ah, ah, yo

you're the one I follow,

follow to the middle

middle of the shadows,

far away from all the sorrows

you're the one I follow,

follow all the way-oh

way into the darkness where

the sun is shining yellow...

you're the one I follow,

follow all the way-oh

way into the darkness where

the sun is shining yellow...

Colin?

nah-nah, nah-nah

oh, oh, oh, nah-nah

honestly, honestly

if any disaster needs

a remedy

remedy, remedy,
remedy, remedy

following...

Your grace!

May I?

follow, follow

your soul's a sea,

but I'm still so sad, eh

oh, oh, oh, oh, follow,

follow, follow

you come to me.

Excuse me.
I've been wanting
to talk to you.

There's something
I need to say to you.

When you came to my room,

I-I shouldn't have said

what I did.

There were other ways

of handling this.

Handling what? Me?

You do realize
that we're going

To be married
someday, don't you?

Believe me, I know.

I know you had a life

Before I got here.

It's not about that.

Don't you think

that we owe it

To each other,
to our families,

To our countries,
to give it a chance?

It's not that simple.

Not that simple?!

What's not simple?!

We've been engaged

since we were six!

It's all arranged.

How awful must you

find me to do this?

It's not you.

You're-you're beautiful

And clever and unpredictable,

but it doesn't matter.

What matters is
what's right for my country.
France is not as strong
as you might think, or care,

Which maybe you don't,

but I do.

I'm going to be king someday,

responsible for my people.

And right now, an alliance with

scotland could destroy France.

You don't want to marry me.

You don't want this at all.

Things could change.

Well, it isn't your decision,

it's your father's.

You don't see him pushing

a wedding either, do you?

All engagements really do

is hold alliances.

He's betting we might need

scotland,

I'm betting we'll find more

support elsewhere.

I know it's not what

you want to hear.

But you won't love me.

You won't let yourself.

Love is irrelevant
to people like us.

We who are so privileged

in so many ways with that.

All I'm asking you

to do is wait,

See how things go.

See how things go for France.

I guess it is simple after all.

But you aren't not the only one

with a country to think of.
Your grace, please!
Your grace, please!

No! Guards!

Colin, no!

Forgive me! I...!

Come on, colin...

Please, your grace, forgive me!

Move!
I couldn't...!

Your grace, please!

Guard:
Come on!

How could this happen?

Where were the guards?

Why didn't they stop him?

I hope mary did

if they didn't.

They'll question her virtue.

If she's not a virgin,

then she'll

Never be the queen

of France,

And our chances

at court will be over.

You don't know what happened,

any of you.

Mary:
Tell me.

I've spoken to him.

He's being held.

I bribed a guard.

Colin's a good man;

a boy still.

What did he say?

What possible defense

could he have given you?
He said he was forced.

He wouldn't say by whom.

He couldn't,
he was so afraid.

But he said

There are people,

powerful people,

Behind this,
and he had no choice.

What people?

Here, in the castle.

He wouldn't risk
saying more.

Do you believe him, mary?

He looked so surprised
that I would fight back.

That I would even wake.

That you'd wake?

He attacked you.

The wine.

I was told not to drink

the wine.

I was warned.

Warned by whom?

It doesn't matter now.

I believe you.

I believe colin.

Please help him.

I thank you
for your protection last night,

But I need to speak

with colin.

Speak to your assailant?

Why?

Because he is the love

of my dear friend.

And if there was

any misunderstanding,

If I sent the wrong message

In my joy at the wedding...

Take care, child.

If anyone knew
you were even asking this...

Catherine, she needs to know.

Gossip poisons too.

It can poison
a young queen's reputation,

Her heirs' right to the throne,

an entire kingdom.

You may have

behaved foolishly,

But you are not responsible

for your countryman's actions.

Mary:
Colin mcphail

Is my subject.

I am his queen,
and I demand to speak with him.

Witnesses have come forward.

The boy played a role

In an english plot to destroy

Your engagement

And scotland's alliance

with France.

An english plot, you're sure?

You must know if he'd been

successful in his assault,

You'd be unfit to marry our son;

To marry any royal.

My dear,
this was not an act of passion.

It was treason.

King henry:
But it's all settled now.

Colin's been executed.

What?

He was beheaded this morning.

There was nothing

I could do.

I was too late.

He wasn't a traitor.

He wasn't a rapist.

They said he was involved

in an english plot.

I don't know
who to believe or to trust.

I... I am so sorry, lola.

You're the reason he's dead.

Anyone who's close to you

Lives in constant danger.

We're disposable, all of us.

No, you're not.

I need you.

You're my friends.

Kenna's my friend.

Greer and aylee

are my friends.

You are my queen,

and we're your subjects.

We're here
in service to you,

Whatever that means,

whatever it costs us.

I will protect you.

You can't even protect yourself.

I'll do better.

I promise.

Stirling!

You found him.

Oh, stirling.

What did I do?

I'm sorry.

It's just been so hard.

I know.

So much harder
than I thought it would be.

You're not alone here.

I have my friends.

I am not talking
about your friends.

I meant...

I want you to be well,

your grace.

Thank you, sebastian.

Truly.

Mother.

Where did you find the dog?

In the woods.

It was drawn to the blood.

How close did you get?

Take care, my brave son,

Or you will bleed

For a girl
who will never be yours.
You defended a boy
they found in your bed?

What was he doing there?

You can tell me.

I think I know already.

You think I was with him

to get back at you?

I think you're impulsive

and prideful.

He's dead.

Leave it be, I beg of you.

You can't behave like this.

Not at court.

Can't you see what's

at stake here?

Because we're engaged.

But you have no intention

of marrying me.

What if I told them that?

Then this would be over.

You wouldn't do that

Because it's not true;

I-I might marry you.

Someday, maybe, if.

You said that you had

a country to think about.

Were you thinking about scotland

during any of this?

I was thinking about myself,

My friends, my safety...

You could have ruined

your reputation

So that I couldn't marry you,

Even if things go the way

we want them to.
"the way we want them to"?

And how would

"we" want things to go?

If you weren't
the future king of France,

And I was just a girl,

Not the queen of anything,

Would you want this?

I can't do this.

I won't.

lillian

don't hang your head

love should make you

feel good

in uniform

you raised a man

who volunteered to stand...

You said the potion

would make her

Sleep like the dead.

One glass of wine,

And she'd wake with

her virtue destroyed,

This engagement over.

There was nothing wrong

with my potion.

It was the delivery

of it that failed.

That stupid scottish boy.

A stupid, dead boy.

All to protect his family.

From you.

I had no choice.
The boy would've implicated me,
and you.

Have your visions altered?

No.

Mary will bring

Your son's death.

You cannot relent.

You must continue

to sacrifice.

I don't know who you are

Or why you hide,

But your warning saved me.

Danger surrounds me here,

And I am in your debt.

Are you in danger, too?

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When Simon, an English envoy, tells Mary that the English are aware of her fragile
engagement to Francis, Mary and Francis put on a show to protect their alliance.
Since Mary, Queen of Scotland, was a child,

the English have wanted her

country and her crown.

She is sent to France to wed its next King,

to save herself and her people,

a bond that should protect her,

but there are forces that conspire,

forces of darkness, forces of the heart.

Long may she Reign.

- Previously on Reign...
- I saw your son's future,

his union with Mary.

She will cost Francis his life.

We've been engaged since we were six.

- An alliance with Scotland could destroy France.

- You don't want to marry me.

You said the potion would make her

sleep like the dead. One glass of wine,

and she'd wake with her virtue destroyed.

Colin! No!

He said he was forced.

Colin McPhail is my subject.

I demand to speak with him.

Colin's been executed.

He was beheaded this morning.

You're done for now, boy.

Don't get too comfortable.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Go. Go.

Who are you?!

Why did you free me?

Lady Kenna, Lady Aylee and Greer

of Kinross, Your Grace.

Thank you, Sarah.

You slept there while
Lola slept in your bed?

We were talking about

what happened to Colin.

She fell asleep crying.

I feel for her.

And for Colin.

The French King and Queen said

Colin's attack on me was an English plot.

But Colin told Lola it was someone here,

highly placed at French court.

All I know is it had to be someone opposed

to Scotland's alliance

with France.

My engagement to Francis.

England wants my country

and my crown.

I need the alliance with France

to protect Scotland from the English,

and I need time

before there's any

chance of Francis marrying me.

I won't have time

if I don't figure out who's against me.

Let's agree... it's a brilliant match.

Madeleine's French, so there's no question

of her family's loyalty.

- Very wealthy.
- But not royal,

so they're hungry for power.

They'll pay for it.

It's only right to accept

the support of one's loyal subjects.

And she has a giraffe.

Well, Madeleine's widely traveled.

She's come from far away. By ship.

Do I get a giraffe, too?

The moment she's your bride.

Francis, to show our respect,

I want you to accompany your

little brother to the landing.

Can Bash come as well?

Charlie.

You know that Bash

isn't really your brother.

He's just your father's son.

His presence is disrespectful.

The girl's parents were enjoying Morocco,

so they sent her on alone.

Barely. She was more afraid

of meeting her future husband

than of pirates.

Well, that's to be expected at age seven.

She'll get in line.

We all do.

Perhaps I can go

with Francis?

I came here, too, when I was a child.

Perhaps I can reassure her.

It's several hours' journey.

Then we'll take food and

treats. I don't mind, really.

On second thought, why

don't we greet the girl here?
We don't know...the
journey might not be safe.

They'll stay on the King's road.

A dozen well-armed guards

will keep any bandits away.

Prepare a carriage for

Mary, Queen of Scotland.

She even smells nice.

I know.

Can I finish my puzzle?

We'll come for you once the

girl's boat has come ashore.

There are too many boats.

That's not a French ship.

Those are English.

Is that a warship?

Yes.

- Guards!
- What are they doing here?

I don't know. I think

it's a hostile landing.

But England and France are at peace.

Have they come for me?

Get Mary out of here.

Hide her.

- Mary, can you ride?

- Yes.

Get my brother out of here, someplace safe.

Mary, now.

No! Wait! Don't shoot!

Stand down!

There's an English warship.

The English come in peace.

The French ship took on

water... it was in distress.

The English were nearby and gave rescue.

How do you know this?

They sent an emissary on ahead

to the castle. He's being held.

If they're lying, they'll have his head.

Go and introduce yourself.

Hello, Madeleine.

I'm Mary.

I know you've had a very long journey.

But you're safe now.

And you're very welcome here.

Go on, now.

We've sent tents, cots and food

to the English fighters at the shore.

And there's Simon, the English envoy.

I've put him up in a guest

suite while he's at court,

along with the captain of the

ship and some of his officers.

There's plenty of English to go around.

Some of England's finest warriors

that just happened to be aboard that ship.

Aren't you the kind host?

Treat them as friends

until they prove themselves foes.

They'll be gone in a few days,

replenished and on their way.

I would think the English

would be among your favorite guests.
Because they hate Mary?

Well,

if only their aggression

were limited to Scotland.

But they want France, too.

They want everything.

Thus the alliance with Scotland.

The one you tried to

destroy by blackmailing a boy

into taking Mary's virtue by force.

Well, if it had worked,

Francis might evade the fate you predict.

How do I tell my son you see his death?

That his union with Mary will be the cause?

Francis doesn't believe in prophecies.

He'd ignore it.

I trust your visions and your counsel.

So let us keep our secrets

and let them rest in peace

with the Scottish boy who carried them out.

You're English, Lord Westbrook, but you say

that you did not come with the warship?

You reside in France?

I have a home in Paris, but

I often stay at court.

Call me Simon, please.

So we can be friendly

and frank with one another.

Not like the French who simply say

what you want to hear.

How is your engagement going?

Quite well. We're very happy.

Then why haven't you set a date?

Charles and Madeleine are only seven,

but they'll be wed on her 14th birthday.

France's commitment to Scotland is hollow.

They're playing both sides.

If you were
threatened, would they really come

- to your defense?
- I believe that is

the very definition of an alliance.

But, of course, you knew that.

I know this from one look at you.

You're of age.

You should be married.

Are you proposing?

Or are you trying to scare me?

Pack your pretty

friends and hopes of salvation

and go back to Scotland.

And exactly how long before

England attacks in full force

if I do that?

I'm not going anywhere.

Didn't the nuns raise a brave girl.

Sent to them for your

protection, as I recall.

How was the porridge at convent?

We thought it needed a little seasoning.

A little something to make the

flavor of our intentions clear.

Darling, you're missing the game.

Antoine's had seven cups of wine.

Every time he hiccups or
burps, we must have one ourselves.

Simon.

Back at court?

And very pleased to be here.

I have another game in mind for you.

What are you doing?

Don't move. Don't push me away.

You're shaking.

You can't show them you're scared.

He threatened me here at French court.

He wanted me to know that they tried

to poison me at the convent.

He's heard things about my

reluctance to marry you.

Then they're aware.

That I don't have your country's

protection here.

You do. You do.

There are dozens of English here,

hundreds more camped on the coastline.

I'm at your side.

We'll prove to them our union is strong.

But it isn't.

Well, they'll think it is

before their visit is over.

Can you do this?

Absolutely.

Can you?

As is the custom...

...the door of the

prisoner scheduled to be executed...
...was marked with an "X."

Yes. Go on, go on.

In another cell, a second boy, a thief,

was being detained and punished.

Tortured, you mean.

Who is this?

The boy whose cell was mistakenly marked.

It was Colin who was tortured

and escaped.

They beheaded the wrong boy

and let him go?

I said he escaped.

He had help.

Someone released him from his bonds.

No. Colin knows what we've done.

If he tells Mary, she could destroy us.

Especially if your husband,

the King, believes his story.

We have to find Colin.

Find him...

And kill him.

- Colin's alive?
- Alive and escaped, I'm afraid.

- He had help.
- Who?

Perhaps the English.

But the attack,

the execution...

it all took place before they arrived.

They're always here, my dear.

Spies and treachery

are constant in our world.

But you have our protection.

The guards are out looking for Colin,

and he will be found.

There's a picnic this afternoon

for Madeleine and Charles.

The perimeter will be guarded.

Perhaps this is a mixed blessing.

And I'll have a chance to speak

with Colin once he's found

to learn how deep the

plot against my person runs.

You said yourself, Colin was a mere pawn.

The informants who pointed at the English

fled, fearing retribution.

Have they?

All I ask of you is that

you bring him back alive.

I need answers, and you did regret

that he was executed so

quickly, not knowing my request.

Colin is a dangerous
fugitive. I cannot... We...

Cannot possibly guarantee that he

won't attack the guards

and be harmed or killed.

We can promise to try.

I heard you were the first to learn

of Colin's escape.

You were seen last night in

the dungeon with Nostradamus.

Yes.
I sent out the guards right away.

But you didn't tell me.

I wouldn't want to disturb

you in your mistress's bed.

Diane's at the country house.

So, by all means, keep me informed.

Day or night.

Because I want to know whatever

that boy has to say.

Look at all the guards.

As if Colin would ever willingly return.

Charles!

- Charles. Charles.
- Charles.

- Charles.
- Charles!

- Charles.
- How is Charles supposed to recognize

the voice of his true

love if she's so quiet?

- Charles.
- Charles.

Your Majesty.

Who's the King talking to?

Anyone he likes, since he

has no use for the Queen,

and his mistress, Diane, is away.

Charles.

Do you remember this game?

- Charles.
- Yes.

And she's getting

- irritated with him.

- Charles!

He's not listening.

He's distracted by this one and that.

She's impatient.

Like somebody else I know.

You always were.

Never finished a game, never

sat through a story.

What is it?

I wish I could be patient.

My situation isn't easy.

I know that.

You must feel misled.

I feel endangered.

The boy who attacked me, Colin...

He told Lola he was

forced by someone in the castle.

You mean someone French?

Highly placed, with the

power to threaten him

and order him executed.

Those orders came from my parents.

When I spoke to your parents,

even your father seemed suspicious.

And my mother?

- Are you accusing her of something?

- No.

I don't know.

I just want to be sure

that Colin is returned alive.

And your parents said he would be.

Then he will be.

Or they'll make every effort.

Can you be sure of that?

You have the word

of the King and Queen of France.

I had their word that we would be married.

I'm not sure words mean anything here.

- Charles.
- Charles.

- Charles.
- Charles.

- Charles.
- Charles.

Charles!

I'm not sure who you fear...

the English or the French court.

The English have threatened me for years,

but Colin is the only one who knows

who, at French court, wants me gone.

And you think the word of an

accused traitor will matter?

If the right people believe him...

and I think they

might-- then yes.

All right, I'll go.

Best way out of the

dungeon is the South keep.

Guards will have a head start, but...

They're not hunters, and

they fear the woods.

- Why?
- There is much to fear.

Dark and dangerous times, Your Grace.

But your presence brings light.

I know. I didn't tell anyone. Don't worry.

Charles?
Charles, Madeleine feels
like you're ignoring her.

Who are you talking to?

No one.

Is that quite so?

All right, I was talking to my friend.

But she wants me to play with her, too.

She gets jealous.

She says that when I'm

older, I won't even remember her.

Don't go in there.

She decides when you see her.

Well, that doesn't sound very friendly.

But she knows things.

Because she goes where she wants,

and she sees everything,

and she knows people's secrets.

This friend, who likes to hide...

I think she visited me once.

You're lucky, then.

She doesn't like people.

Most of the time, she doesn't really speak.

But I bribe her with things she likes,

or play guessing games with her

- to learn things.
- This friend...

does she have a name?

Clarissa.

But don't say I told you.

Please don't go in there.

Clarissa?
I'm-I'm sorry. I don't know you.

Is that my dress?

Your Grace, forgive me.

It's so beautiful.

The tailor gave it to me

to return, and I... I thought...

I should never...

My skin is on fire.

My skin is on fire!

- Is something wrong?
- No!

Stay back!

It's poisoned.

My skin is burning.

It's burning!

Guards, someone, help me!

Somebody help me, please! Guards!

She was right there on the floor.

She was dying. Where-where

could she have gone?

They took the evidence. Whoever did this

failed in their attempt on you. Go!

Now! An assassin

with a dying girl

could not have gone far. Go!

- Go!
- She was right there.

How could anyone have escaped with her?

The passageway.

I don't know how far it goes...

Or where, but...
Could they have gone through here?

Shh.

No. No, they'd echo. We'd hear them.

These passages are all

stone, nothing in them,

but I didn't know one

connected to this room.

You know about them?

This castle's been built over centuries.

The passageways-- they

connect the older parts to the new.

They're mostly sealed up now, dead-ends.

I'll have the guards check them anyway.

Where were your guards when you came in?

Well, they-they... They weren't here.

I... I saw the servant,

and I thought... I thought it was safe.

They'll be dealt with.

In the meantime, that English envoy needs

to be detained and questioned.

Do that.

By all means.

Your Grace.

Had enough sun?

Or are you blushing?

Both.

I wondered when I might find

a moment alone with you again,

as I very much enjoyed our last.

Then I decided

a public chat might be the best way

to protect your reputation.

I didn't know I, um...

I'd wondered if...

If it meant anything to me?

I can't stop thinking about you.

I wish we hadn't stopped, but...

But I understand why.

A maiden's virtue is everything.

I want a woman, not a maiden.

As King, I've learned to be very clear

about when to state my terms.

Enjoy the festivities.

The English can't do this,

not under the laws of diplomacy,

not under French law, not in our home.

You can't prove they did anything

until the servant's body is found.

Corner the English

envoy, torture him if needs be.

He's had no problem torturing Mary.

Simon's having a glass of

Sherry with my advisor.

He's well aware of the consequences

if we can prove he's behind this.

- You're not gonna do anything, are you?

- I didn't say that.

You're just going to keep her here,

like some acquisition,

a weapon you might never use.

Alliances are weapons.

Her life is at risk

over an alliance we may never honor.

End it. Let her go.

Her life is always at risk.

She first came to us when she was six

because the English wanted to kill her.

- She's no safer here than anywhere else.

- Exactly.

Where do you think she's

going to go, back to Scotland?

Her mother doesn't want her back,

not without a King for a husband.

She's here doing her job, and

her job is waiting for me

to decide when you should marry her.

- She...
- She is not... going anywhere.

She's not just an alliance; She's a girl,

under your care.

But that's of no matter to you, is it?

I'm intrigued by how

much she matters to you.

All this worry for a girl you

claim you don't want to marry.

The English Envoy has been questioned.

He had an alibi for everything.

I'm not surprised.

I hope you know I take

your position seriously

and I want to help.

As best I can.

As I suspect my brother is already doing.

I saw you talking.

He's gone after Colin, hasn't he?

Yes.
Are you angry?

No. No. You need more than

a show of our support,

but it's... it's near dark.

He should be back by now.

You must have given him some lead.

He was following a
trail from the South keep.

That's all I know.

Thank you.

We've talked to the last of

the servants, and the guards.

No one posted outside any of our doors

or in that corridor saw

someone leave your room

- with a body or a dying girl.

- And they would have.

They must have used the passageway.

Clarissa?

We can play if you want.

But I need your help.

If you can hear me, come and find me.

Does this mean you'll speak to me?

I have a guessing game for you.

I'm going to guess

something, and if I guess right,

you roll the marble back to me;

if I guess wrong, you keep it, it's yours.

I think you know who's trying to hurt me.

Who is it? Is it the English?

Is it Queen Catherine?

No, I'm-I'm sorry, I'll ask one at a time.

Is it the English?

Clarissa? Clarissa?

No! I...

Bash. Why were you hiding?

How did you find me?

You're the one who taught me how to find

snapped twigs and imprints in the soil.

Is that Colin?

Yes, it is.

Let's get him out of here.

He didn't deserve to die like

this, and Mary will want

to send her subject

home for a proper burial.

- How did he die?

- Guess the guards got to him before we did.

Our guards hang men by

their necks, not their feet.

His throat's been slit.

There's blood running up his face.

- He was bled out.

- Well, you'll find

that the guards play

by their own rules, little brother.

Now, help me with him.

What was that?

Are those the guards?

You've nothing to fear.

They're under our command.

Those aren't guards.

We take what's ours, not yours.

They're coming closer.

Even dead men answer to the King.

Draw your sword.

What are you doing?

Lumenick dushkader.

Et sprago faraha.

Ay raynim doluchtai!

They're leaving.

- Let's get out of here.

- How can you be so sure?

What did you say?

Francis... now.

Your Grace?

Are you here to see Queen Catherine?

A private thank you.

She'll see it when she returns.

Of course.

It's you.

But you were poisoned.

There you go, my dear.

Her carriage back to Orleans was delayed.

My hope was to keep her out of sight.

So you admit it.

That you staged her

poisoning to terrorize me.

Why would you do such a thing?

To show me what you're capable of?

You showed me that at the convent.

England shows me that every

time you attack our borders.

You need to fear us here, at French court,

because your being

here angers us very much.
You threaten me,

but it is the English who are afraid.

There are rumors...

That your Queen is ill...

And my cousin Elizabeth is the

next in line for the throne.

But many say she's

illegitimate, bastard born.

And say the next rightful

heir to the English throne is you.

But what if I don't want it?

What if all I want

is for England to leave Scotland in peace?

Show us you're not a threat.

That you are not here to wed

the next King of France for his armies.

Armies I need against you!

Because England won't stop.

We need to crush Scotland so we're certain

it won't rise against us.

You'll never leave me in peace.

Someone has to make the first move.

Someone has to instill trust.

Leave France, abandon the alliance.

And trust you?

You think you can trust the French?

You have powerful enemies

here, and you know it,

or you'd be screaming right

now for the guards.

Where were yours, by the way,

when we went into your room?
She said yes to both.

You have Catherine's support in this.

Wouldn't that make life

for me and the loss of yours

so much easier?

I have thought about your offer.

I've thought about you accepting it.

Do you see that man over there,

the one who can't take his eyes off me?

I believe that's Robert,

the viscount of Lorraine.

Well, I need to be
spending my time with him

or any other available noble.

Men that I might marry, who

need to know I'm a virgin,

so there's no question whether

or not our child is their heir.

Men to whom my virtue matters.

I'm sorry.

I understand your position completely.

I know you don't want to talk about it,

but that language that you spoke...

I told you it's nothing,

it's just an old dialect.

It's pagan or druid.

Call it what you want, but it's heresy.

It sounded very much like a

prayer that you knew well.

What were you saying?

I remember some of the words.

Would you rather that I went

to a scholar, to Nostradamus?

"Deep the roots, dark the night,

red the blood I will pay""

It's nonsense,

but the Vagrants in the woods believe it.

Vagrants...is that what those were?

And, Colin?

Was his death part of this blood oath?

I found him hanging.

They used him as a sacrifice.

Now you know why the woods aren't safe.

You went into them for Mary.

She's your fiancee.

I felt duty-bound to help her.

Bash, we're brothers.

We could always trust each other

regardless of our station.

Let that be the last lie you tell me.

If Colin is dead, then it's over.

I have no proof against my enemy.

I came here to marry you,

a marriage that will

protect both me and my country.

And it scares the English.

They fear your country's power.

They'll fear it when

I'm King, I promise you.

And I would wait... For our marriage,

for the chance of your country's support...

If I had some faith that

I could survive your mother.

- No.
- I can't prove it.
I have no one who will speak openly,

no evidence that you can hold in your hand.

I have nothing but confirmation

from an enemy...

And someone else, a girl,

who I believe more than anyone.

My mother wouldn't harm

you. She has no cause to.

She knows that I won't wed

you unless it's right for France.

I can't make sense of

it, either... but she did it.

She was behind it all,

I am sure of it.

She terrorized me... And it worked.

If your conscience, your politics

won't allow you to marry me,

then the English feel that

they have a clean shot at me

with the Queen of France as their weapon...

And I can't stay here.

Even my mother will understand

because I can't bring home any armies

and I can't wed any Kings if I'm dead.

Kenna,

you remember Robert, the

viscount of Lorraine.

Yes?

Robert, will you take Lady

Kenna as your bride,

no questions asked, because it's a union

blessed by your King?

As you wish, Your Majesty.

Thanks, Robert.
That will be all.

You needn't worry.

Being in the King's

favor expands your prospects.

It doesn't limit them.

Think about that, too.

I hope to be a good King someday,

which is why I will never put anything,

any love, ahead of the love for my country.

Why do you doubt that?

What makes you think I do?

You put a boy to death...

two boys...

one with the sweep of a paintbrush,

a red "X" carelessly applied, a life over,

another boy slain in the woods.

Mistakes were made.

We tried to bring Colin back

even though he was a traitor.

If he's a traitor, then what are you?

Who are you loyal to?

My family, France,

you, as they are one and the same.

Because you can't trust father

and he can't divorce you.

I mean, you must wonder

what he'd do to you if he could,

so you put all your hopes, your survival

on the favor of the next King...me...

but, mother... You must understand

that my, my marriage to Mary, to anyone

won't change my loyalty to you.

Is the pull so strong?

Yes.

Yes, it is.

But it doesn't matter.

Mary came here in good faith, and now...

Well, now what? Is she leaving?

It was you.

No.

You need to stop this.

If anything happens to Mary...anything...

I will suspect you and

I won't need proof...

And you will lose me.

I'll ready myself for bed tonight.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Where did you find him?

Colin?

He'd gone into the blood wood, stupid scot.

How convenient for you.

Made him easy to catch and string up.

Like the heretics do in the woods?

Feet first, just the same.

I see you're doing art now.

Aren't you clever?

Tricking the guards into killing one boy

while you release another.

Were you trying to help Mary,

point her to her enemies

like some avenging Angel?

You're no Angel.

If people knew what you really were...

I believe you.

And I'm sorry for all that

you've been through.

I believe that your life is safe here...

At least from my mother.

How?

You'll just have to trust me,

and I'll have to trust her love for me.

You told her?

I raised my suspicions, not yours.

Even if putting your

mother on notice was enough,

I have more enemies than you can count.

Isn't that why you came here...for an ally?

And you made it very

clear you weren't one for me.

I was wrong.

But your duty is to France.

I'm not talking about our nations.

I'm saying that I will be at your side

against foes seen and unseen, as a friend.

As a friend?

Is that what we are now?

Well, it's a good place to start...

...if there's to be
any real chance between us.

Yes, it is a good place to start.

Then don't give up, don't run.

Stay.
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When England's armies threaten Scotland's borders, Mary asks King Henry for help,
but he refuses. Tomas, the son of the King of Portugal, proposes marriage to Mary,
promising her aid ...
Nostradamus: Since mary,
queen of scotland, was a child,

The english wanted

her country and her crown.

She is sent to France

to wed its next king

To save herself and her people,

A bond that should protect her.

But there are forces

that conspire,

Forces of darkness,
forces of the heart.

Long may she reign.

Francis:
Previously on reign...

I don't know if I'm ready.

To leave here? Or marry

the future king of France?

You will wed young francis

For your faith, for your people,

for scotland.

Henry:
She's here doing her job,

And her job is waiting

for me to decide

When you should marry her.

What matters is what's right

for my country.

You don't want to marry me.

We've no quarrel
with the english.

We're just
farmers. But...

You're welcome to
share our breakfast.

You're going to need

a lot of eggs.

A few grains should

help you sleep.

But only a few

and not every night.

Mmm.

What?

Nostradamus.

What are you seeing?

War.

And the cost of war.

Where?
I don't know.

But wherever it is, it will

reach inside this castle.

all right, kenna.

It's your turn. Not your first

But your best kisser.

It was a man, not a boy.

Who? You must tell us.

All I'll say is that

there's no point

In waiting for boys our own age

Who have no idea

what they're doing.
Either find
yourself a man or...

Take care
of your needs yourself.

anyway,

I think that it's greer's turn,

isn't it?

My first kiss...

...Is in the
very near future.

I'm not like you.

My family's not titled.

I can't afford even

little mistakes.

But... I think
I've found the man.

He's tall, dark

and noble.

Tomas, the son

of the king of portugal.

He's here negotiating

some kind of trade deal,

But he's taking his time

About it, and I think

it's to stay with me.

Greer, it's dangerous

to get involved with a prince.

You know they marry

for alliances.

Your family are commoners.

Tomas is a king's
bastard, like bash.

Favored, too, but

with money and land.

I'm not a fool. I know a true

royal

Would never look at me

except to ruin me.

I can take care of myself.

Your majesty,

Your uncle,

Claude de guise,
is here and wishes

To see you at once.

You look well, mary.

Your mother sends her affection.

Read it later.

You may be assured the love

is in there, as is the news

Of a crisis in scotland.

The english.
They're massing on the border.

And these are not

the normal skirmishes.

They're out in number.

They're looking for weakness,

And if they find any...

We must respond with strength.

Surely my mother
has sent soldiers.

Of course. But not enough.

We need more men.

Our strongest ally is France.

King henry will help us.

He's been asked,

And he's been slow to answer.

You were sent here to secure the

alliance by marrying

Henry's son.
Now they're dragging

Their feet. What happened?

Nothing happened.
They're being politicians.

Francis and his father aren't

eager to commit to scotland.

They'd rather keep

me in a drawer,

Like a pair of gloves

for cold weather.

And then when the weather

grows cold for France,

They'll take me out

and I'll be wed.

They're afraid of what

a permanent bond might mean.

But right now, we have

immediate problems.

Scotland needs more troops.

As queen,
you must do something.

Henry:
Mary.

Your grace.

we've been...

Discussing this business

in scotland.

You have
my sympathy.

Father, I believe her majesty is

here for more than just sympathy.

Of course.
We're sending wagons, gunpowder,

Supplies for your army...

Supplies are useless without men.

Surely you can spare a few.

You have so many more soldiers than we do.

And...

Many more borders as well.

You only have to

worry about England.
I have England, Spain,

A hundred italian and german

principalities... You are supposed

To be our ally.

If our positions were reversed,

scotland would help.

Mary, I'm sorry.

Eight companies.

Six!
I hope I will have

The happiness of seeing you

tonight at the entertainments.

Yes?

I hope you understand

The position
you're putting us in.

Lives will be lost.

She only asked

for six companies.

And what if we lose

those companies?

We look weak
in England's eyes.

So we send more and we lose

those. When do we stop?

Before or after England

decides we're soft prey?

At the moment, the scottish

border is quicksand.

You know this.

A pretty girl
doesn't change that fact,

Even if she happens

to be your fiancée.

And their queen.

Mary.
Mary, my father just...

The political situation is complicated.

Complicated?

People will be dying soon.

Isn't that complicated enough? Mary,

I agree with you.

You do?
I think France should help scotland in this.

We're at a tilting point:

If England invades scotland

and succeeds,

It'll be that much

of a stronger enemy to France.

Then we're on the same side.

For all the good it does.

One day, if things goes well,

We'll rule France and scotland

and we'll be together.

Now we have no real power.

We have to wait.

No.

I'm tired
of waiting.

And if we have no power,

Then we must find a way

of getting some.

Come play with me?

Happily.

Sometimes you just need

to kick something.

You're not like a girl.

What did you think

girls were like?

They sit around, afraid they're

gonna mess up their dresses.
you like to have fun.

Oh.

roots are not something

you lay

but something you take

on your way

and I know more...

Mary:
It's stuck.

Maybe you should fetch

someone with a ladder.

Wait, I've got it!

Your majesty,

May I present
tomas of portugal,

Lord of palmela?
Tomas,

Mary, queen of scots.

Hello.

Do you often stroll in trees, your majesty?

Um,

I climbed up here
to fetch prince charles' ball,

But I guess he got

tired of waiting.

Are you sure? Because from down

here,

It looks like scotland attacked

portugal without provocation.

um, turn around

So I can come down. We may have a

diplomatic incident here, your majesty.

Greer, please get your

friend to turn around.

I can't climb down with him

staring up my skirts.
Oh...

Your arm!

I'll be fine.

Are you all right?

Yes. I'm so sorry.

just promise,
no more attacks from the sky.

portugal surrenders.

Greer of kinross,

I look forward
to seeing you tonight.

Your majesty.

I might not have made a very

good first impression,

But I see why you like him.

Isn't he perfect?

I have it all planned.

The boating party's

coming up.

I'll pack a picnic basket,

We'll be out there on the lake

under the moonlight...

And nature will

take its course.

Your first kiss.

And a beginning, I hope.

Well, good luck.

He definitely looks
worth the wait.

eh-eh-o eh-o

eh-eh-o eh-o

eh-o eh-o

eh-eh-o eh-o

Your mind's elsewhere.

Is it slender lady charlotte
or plump lady isabelle

With the breasts like two pigeons, huh?

If I told you,

You might poach. You've a liking

for pigeon, as I recall.

We should help scotland.

Not for mary but for France.

By all means, explain.

When you say that the border

is quicksand,

You assume that we'll lose.

England hasn't sent

its entire army north.

They're poking to see

what reaction they get.

We could strike fast,

hit back hard and win.

But if we do nothing,

We risk losing
the entire scottish alliance.

Years of planning, wasted.

So it's a balance
of risks either way.

Very good.

Except I've decided

the...

Reasons against outweigh

the reasons for.

And guess what:

I'm king.

Another round?

You never spar with me.

Is it a good idea for a king

to spar with his usurper?
You mean his inheritor.

If you win,

I shut up
about this whole subject.

If I win, you send

those six companies of men.

Very good.

When can they leave?

Oh. No one's going

to scotland.

But your word, your wager.

Well, that's
what kings do.

We make promises
to everybody,

And whatever works for

the realm, we keep.

Otherwise, they
never happened.

Lesson for today.

That's not the way...

Don't need any more lessons right now.

Bread... the seeded kind.

I'm not talking

about everyday black bread.

Chestnut spread.
Strawberry tartlets.

Strawberries this late?

Uh, I can make you apple tarts.

Everyone has apple.

I wanted something different.

Talk to god.

He put the strawberries away.

Fine.

But I want the apple tarts

that have the honey on top.
Baked, so they're golden brown,

Not soggy,
to taste fresh

And crisp after two hours

in a boat on the lake.

You want an awful lot... this

must be for someone special.

Not that it's

Any of your business, but yes,

It's for someone very special.

I expect your best.

Why don't you just leave the list.

But who would read it to you?

Mary: Greer?
I've been looking for you everywhere.

You said tomas was

in from portugal

To negotiate
a trade deal.

What kind of deal?

I don't know.

Something about buying

french timber for ships.

Ah, that makes sense.

They're expanding their

fleet... war ships,

Exploring vessels
for the new world.

Of course they
need timber.

Why are we talking

about wood?

Because it
occurred to me

That if a queen can't

command what she needs,

Maybe she can buy it.

Tomas: May I know where you're taking me,
your majesty?

Mary:
I didn't want to be overheard.

Mm, intriguing.

Is it romantic?

Conspiratorial?

May I have a hint?

It's about timber.

Timber?
Timber.

Scotland has trees,

too, you know.

Whatever deal you have

with king henry,

I'll do better... if
you close the deal now

And if you send us men

instead of money.

Your country is in need.

But surely, king henry

will help you.

I mean, the alliance.

I see.

Well, my father

The king empowered me

To make whatever deal

I think best.

And I'd be a fool

to turn this down.

But... Henry considers

our deal almost made.

And it's not a small thing

to anger a king

In his own house.

Meet me this afternoon.

I'll confirm
our transaction then.

a heart unsatisfied

walks on a wire

from the lover

to the loved...
Come to my bedchamber.

Now.

The guards are discreet.

I want to be with
you completely,

As a woman, but...

...As a girl,
I need more time.

How long?

When you're ready.

a simple desire
of course.

ooh, ooh, ooh...

you crossed this line

do you find it hard

to sit with me tonight?

I'm wasting my young years

it doesn't matter if

I'm chasing old ideas

it doesn't matter if

maybe

we are

we are

maybe I'm wasting

my young...

years.
What is this?
It's an old church,
made by louis vii.

Meant to last forever,

But... Nothing does.

Why have you

brought me here?

I wanted your advice.

I sent for this from

my ship in the bay.

The new world

has brought us wealth...

Beyond imagining.

Do you think
these might make a woman

Think kindly of me?

I think you might

have a chance, yeah.

I'm glad you think so.

I don't understand.

I thought you and-and

greer were...

What does greer have

to do with this?

She's a lovely girl,

but...

I've seen you...

And I can't look away.

There is... There's

a wildness in you,

As you play...

Ride, as you climb trees.

I see your spirit...

And I believe it's like mine.

Just thoughts I would

have kept to myself,
But I see your struggle
here in France.

Left to solve
your problems alone.

I'd never do that.

Never.

Wed me.

Wed me, and I won't

make you wait.

Say yes, and you'll

have your men.

Say yes.

Tomas... Y-you're kind,

You're handsome,

You're
very charming...

I sense a refusal.

But I am a queen.

And flattered as I am
by your attentions,

I must marry a nation,

Not a man.

What is this?

My father's been writing

To the pope, arranging

to have me declared legitimate.

My father is dying,
and I'm his only living son.

His grandson is next in line,

and he's only three years old.

My father doesn't
trust the regent

To safeguard portugal.

He wants me on the throne.

The announcement
will be made any day now.

So, you see...

I can lay my heart

at your feet,

And my country as well.

We can save scotland.

If you marry me.

Will you?

A real proposal from

the future king?

What does your

uncle think?

I haven't told him yet.

Because
you're worried

He'd press you to accept tomas,

And you're not ready

to let francis go?

It's all right

to admit it, mary.

I'd be exchanging a man I...

Admire...
For a man I barely know.

And true support

for scotland.

Tomas seems nice.

Feelings may come

In time.
And what of greer's feelings?

She had her eye on tomas.

A crown prince would

Never marry her...

she's not even a possibility.

Well, it's entirely possible

that nothing will come of it,

And that tomas will

Return home to portugal.

I asked him to be discreet

While I considered the proposal.

Your vision.

Do you know yet

How the warfare you saw will

reach inside the castle?

Nostradamus:
No.

Catherine: Maybe you saw

the fighting in scotland.

If mary weds my son

And it causes his death,

as you predicted,

This castle will see

violence within its walls

Like none before.

Tell me exactly what you saw.

You look lovely.

Is the king still refusing

to send the men we need?

I've pushed as
hard as I can.

Well, I know you've

done your best.

Thank you.
Mary...

Nostradamus.

Why don't you share

your wisdom with all of us.

I don't understand.

Always at my wife's ear.

What do you whisper?

I hear emperor maximilian

Has a seer in prague
who can...

Tell fortunes
using playing cards.

Tell the fortunes of queen mary

And her ladies.

Forgive me, your majesty,

But I'm not skilled at cards

and I don't control my visions.

They come and go as they will.

You're not as good

As maximilian's seer?

Leave him alone, henry.

Oh, come,

The man must have something

to recommend him

Since you rely so deeply

on his counsel.

Hmm?

Each of you pick a card.

Have your question

ready.

Will I ever
love again?

You'll meet a dark,

handsome stranger.

Be wary of flattery.

Life will offer

Many challenges.

You'll meet them with grace.

Henry: Well,
that's not very specific.

Give us a fortune,

Not a platitude.

Or is that the best

you can do?

The lion will fight the dragon

on the field of poppies.

What?

The lion will fight the dragon

on the field of poppies.

Who will I...?

You'll fall in love

With a man
with a white mark on his face.

When will I see my family?

You'll never go home.

What do you mean, never go home?

Nostradamus:
That's all I was given.

You know no more than I.

Well,

There's a showman for you.

Musicians, dancing music.

Enough
of this foolishness.

Why would you say that

to my friend?

Why scare her?

I can only say

what I've seen.

Like a dragon
and a field of poppies?

Are people fooled

by you?

The only dragons are

in children's stories.

Then I must be a liar.

But why these lies?

Who gains?
The fortune-telling
was henry's idea,

So it can't have come

from catherine.

Who are you

and who do you serve?

The realm...
Myself, the truth.

The truth?

Serving the truth at

court is a crooked path.

You know, I don't

think I ever noticed

That tiny white

scar on your cheek.

It becomes you.

Thank you.

Would you excuse me?

Mary,

Believe me, I've

argued with my father.

I've explained why

politically it's a good idea.

I've, I've done

more than argue.

I've done all

I can reasonably do.

Then maybe you should be

unreasonable.

I commanded the musicians

To play music
from my country.

Allow me.

Why don't you dance

like that?

Shut up.

Apparently they do things

differently in portugal.

I love this portuguese music.

Keep playing.

Not what I meant

by "discreet."

Greer, don't be upset.

It was just a dance.

I'm not upset

because of a dance.

I'm not upset at all.

I'm just going

back to my room.

I'm not feeling well.

Please, let's talk.

There's no need.

You're my queen.

You're rich
and you're beautiful

And you're engaged

to the crown prince

Of France.

I thought perhaps you could

leave tomas for me.

It's not as if you could

marry him anyway.

You knew how important

this was to me.

It just wasn't
important to you.

No, greer...

You do have a way of leaving

chaos in your wake.

What was that about?

Tomas asked me to marry him.

He's being declared

legitimate.

He says his father wants him

on the throne imminently.

It's not what I want,

But my options
are extremely limited.

You went behind our back?

You're making a new

alliance with portugal?

It was his idea, not mine,

And he's willing to actually

get married, too,

Which is more than

your family is offering.

You can't just

Break an alliance.
I don't want to.

You said that we had

no power,

That there was

nothing we could do.

I don't like it
but I found a way.

If France won't help us,

Then I will have no choice but

to accept portugal's offer.

His name is tomas.

You'd be marrying
the man,

Not the country.

It's what my mother

will want...

...And what
my country needs.

somewhere in my memories

are the times

that you and me
simply passed each other by

and now you're sure

I've got to watch

you shine outside the box

a melody that brings me in

raw stones get broken

every day

fires get put out

in their way...

I never thought, you know.

Thought what?

Tomas:
My first marriage.

I married for love

And I loved her

deeply.

She died of influenza.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm staying by your side...

When I learned
my father planned

To make me his
heir, I thought,

My next union is
sure to be arranged,

My life nothing
but politics,

But then I saw

you in a tree.

fires get put out

in their way...

Please.
Thank you.

but, oh,
they couldn't stop me

if they tried...
Your father is
a confusing man.

Yes, he is.

Mary:
It's not a reflection on you personally,

But my family will need to

confirm all that you've said.

I understand you're
not ready to trust me.

You needn't wait for

confirmation from portugal.

My ship in the bay has

several companies of men.

They can leave for scotland

on tomorrow's tide.

So quickly?

I know you're
the woman I want

And I'll do whatever it takes

to keep from losing you.

What are you

doing here?

Returning the basket.

So, how did it go, lady only

the special cheese for me?

Your important friend

like it?

Is he a punishing man
if he doesn't get

The exact thing he wants

the moment he wants it?

Hard to imagine a more

uncomfortable conversation

About one's father. You don't even know

what I'm talking about specifically.

I know exactly what

you're talking about.

His attention drifted

to you

And now it's drifting

elsewhere.

Am I right?

He's not punishing you,

he's playing you.

He likes to play
and he likes to win,

But know this about him:

A victory without effort

is worse than a defeat.

If the scottish alliance

is worth saving,

We need to send troops.

We've had this

talk before.

Not quite.

I see the way that you look

at the lady kenna

And the way

that she looks at you.

I know
your pattern.

Now, I'm not sure that

you've slept with her yet.

What's this?

But I wonder
how your medici wife

And, more important to you,

your french mistress

Will react
when they find out

That you moved in

on a new girl.

I think we both know

that diane and my mother

Have a way of making life

very difficult when they wish,
Even for a king.

Finally.

Very well, king

in waiting.

I'm not...
We'll try it your way.

Win or lose, you

will answer for it.

That's what kings do.

There are six

companies of men

Quartered between us
and the channel.

You'll send our fastest

rider to mobilize them.

Do you know who our

fastest rider is?

Send a message
to all six captains.

Tell them that they'll

board ship at outreau.

Are you sure you're

all right to ride?

I am a riding fiend,
little brother.

You'll be happy,
scotland will be happy,

Mary will be happy,

and mary will stay.

Just be careful.

Aren't I always?

Well, if always means never.

Hyah!

So this goat just

goes running off.

As for my father, he's shouting,

"catch him! Catch him!"
I chased that damned goat
over half the mountaintop.

And I decided,
no more sheep and goats.

Indoor work for me.

Mind you, when I go home,

That goat still shares

our house in the winter.

there's no
escape.

I can't say I've ever

lived with a goat.

Mm, didn't think so,

where you come from.

But my father
keeps hounds.

They're all over the

house, all the time.

I think he cares
more about the hounds

Than my mother
and my sisters.

Is that why he sent you

so far away, with queen mary?

Oh, he sent me here

to be married.

I have to marry well,

for my family's sake.

My parents made that

very clear to me.

The only way to rise in the

world is through land and title,

And for people like us,

The only way to achieve

these things is to marry them.

So, love has no place

in your life?

I hope it will,
But I have four younger sisters
counting on me, as well.

If I rise,
they rise.

You should have been there

when they saw me off to France.

They looked at me

The way my father looks

at an investment,

Wondering if I'll fail,

or pay off.

Well, I'm sorry you have

to live this way.

and it's gonna be

my beautiful day.

Mm.

I never...

I shouldn't...

Nor should you.

You're a servant.

Nothing can ever happen

between us.

but it did.

Mary, it's done.

Six companies are on their way

to scotland tonight.

What? Oh, francis!

But how? You said the king

wouldn't change his mind,

That you'd done all you could.

I suppose I was inspired.

I can't believe it.

I still can't offer to marry

you right away, like tomas.

You'd have a secure

alliance there.

Here, we can
only hope.

Some day it will be right

for our countries.

I would rather have hope

with you

Than certainty anywhere else.

Morning.

What's this?

You've been avoiding me,

So I thought I would
try and bribe you

With this new

venetian drink.

It's coffee.

I'm sorry.

The truth is,

There never really was much

between tomas and me.

Some flirting...

All very proper...

but that's it.

I wanted to believe
there was more.

Well, you know why.

Oh, I imagined
the whole fairytale.

The perfect
first kiss with

The man with the white mark

on his face.

Me as the heroine,
helping my family.

I know you'll find

the right man, greer.
I know you will.

Should I tell you a secret?

Maybe it's because I've been

engaged since I was six, but

I've never been kissed, either.

Well, actually,

Things have changed

for me in that respect.

What?! No! Who is it?

Tell me everything!

Morning.

I suppose I should send down

for breakfast then.

No. By all means, I'll go.

coffee?

And we want the sweet

butter, not the other kind.

And try putting

some heavy cream

In that coffee, but

for heaven's sake,

Not goat's milk cream.

I'll take care of it.

Lovely morning, my lady.

Our men will have gone

north to the channel.

Calais is in english hands,

So our men will take

ship at outreau.

Man:
Guards?

Quickly!

It's bash.

Mary: The cost of war will

reach inside this castle.
How is he?
He's gravely injured.

I can tend to
his wounds,

Ease the pain,

but I make no guarantees.

Bash:
Father,

The english...

Rode out from calais

To face us.

We never made it to the ships.

It was a slaughter.

Nostradamus:
He shouldn't be talking.

I'm give him a potion,

put him to sleep.

Clear the room.

It's the best

Thing for him.

Francis: Bash?

Bash, I'm so sorry.

Henry:
Come.

Come.

Go wait.

Kings don't apologize.

I didn't know this would happen,

But I knew it was a risk.

So did you.

Lives are always at risk,

at our hand, at our will.

For a prince, this was a...

A cheap lesson.

Cheap? Six
companies.
Your son... I
know you love him.

You were influenced

by your heart.

If that happens
when you are king,

You could lose

10,000 men.

You could lose France.

The english were

ready for us.

Someone told them.

Yes.

While bash was riding

to six different companies,

It appears someone loyal to the

english rode straight to calais

And warned them.

Well, aren't you going

to tell francis?

No. Not today.

It would ruin the lesson.

Let something come

of this treachery.

Francis will never trust

his heart again.

That's the only way to rule.

Francis?

You did the right thing.

Talk to me.

You should
marry tomas.

My father's right.

I haven't been thinking clearly.

That's not true.

You were trying to help.

I can't help you.

France can't help.

There are no more troops

to send.

Do what's right
for your country.

Francis!

Can you say that I'm wrong?

Well...

I suppose you're going

to have to teach me portuguese.

I'll make you happy.

You already have.

There are eight companies

of fighting men on that ship.

They'll be in scotland
in two days.

The english lion will fight the

dragon on the field of poppies.

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Mary has to decide if she is willing to lie and sentence a man to death in order to
have King Henry let her out of her engagement to Prince Francis. Meanwhile, Francis
and Bash are ...
Since Mary, Queen of Scotland, was a child,

the English wanted her

country and her crown.

She is sent to France to wed its next King,

to save herself and her people,

a bond that should protect her.

But there are forces that conspire,

forces of darkness, forces of the heart.

Long may she Reign.

Previously on Reign...

The news of a crisis in Scotland.

- The English.
- They're massing on the border.

You are supposed to be our ally.

You only have to worry about England.

I have England, Spain,

100 Italian and German principalities.

Mary, I'm sorry.

But I see your struggle here in France.

Say "Yes" and you'll have your man.

He's willing to actually

get married, too, which is

more than your family is offering.

- It's Bash.
- While Bash was riding

to six different
companies, it appears someone loyal

to the English rode

straight to Calais and warned them.

France can't help.

There are no more troops to send.

You should marry Tomas.

Who designed the target?

Who knows?

Well, they say it

looks like the castle ghost.

You know, the girl

they blame for every servant
who runs off or goes missing.

Nice shot, Tomas.

But the object is to hit the heart.

Is it?

Is he allowed to take another shot?

Did I take too many shots?

Technically, yes.

Shall I take another shot, too?

Take as many shots as you like.

You'll still lose.

Round goes to prince Francis.

Second round, new target.

Does Tomas seem

different the last few days?

A little more bold?

More intense?

More mercurial, anyway.

More engaged to Mary, certainly.

But not all the way engaged... not yet.

And how do you feel about that?

I detect reservations.

Doesn't matter how I feel.

I have to marry who's right for Scotland.

How do you feel if Tomas is that man?

I feel that we should remember

it's still a secret.

At least until King Henry releases me

from my engagement to Francis.

That's no answer.

Walk with your Uncle.

Almost agreed?

You and King Henry

have been talking for days.

What have you been discussing? The weather?

These are tricky matters of state.

Your marriage treaty with

Portugal doesn't end

our alliance with France but changes it.

Still, for Henry's

approval, there will be conditions.

I will not beg for an

outcome I'm not certain I want.

You will beg.

Because Scotland needs this.

Portugal's ships are

all that keep the English

from raiding our borderland.

Now, Henry won't offer the same protection,

but he's still a King.

And Kings can't be seen

letting allies walk freely from treaties.

But Queens can be seen begging release

for treaties that go unenforced?

You'll be Queen of nothing if you don't

make Scotland safe from England.

And you can't do that

without Portugal's strength,

which you can't have

without Henry's release to marry Tomas.

Queen Mary's anxious to know how Bash is.

The wound is closing.

But the disease in his blood is spreading.

If the fever doesn't break by tonight...

He could die? So soon?

You're scaring the poor girl, nostradamus.

- Where's your chivalry?

- Bash,

how do you feel?

Close to death, apparently.

Which feels, more or less, like it sounds.

You need rest, Sebastian.

What I need is water.

And perhaps...

A little bit more of that lovely...

Worried frown.

I think I can manage that.

So, will you run

back to Mary with the troubling news,

like her other ladies, or will you stay

and look death in the face?

I nursed two of my brothers into the grave.

Scarlet fever.

And I've known other losses, too.

I'm not scared of death anymore.

I'm scared of being alone.

There's a difference?

I'm terribly sorry,

but this isn't helping him rest.

Every time I look at her, I feel better.

Every time I look at you,

I feel worse.

The prescription is clear,

don't you think?

There's a book of norse mythology

over there,

if you wouldn't mind reading it to me.

Unless, of course, you

wanted to go back to the tournament.

Not at all.

Bull's-eye. Very good.

So, is it done? Are you marrying Tomas?

The agreement's close, but it...

It's complicated.

Is anything uncomplicated in France?

Lord Tomas is the winner.

Will you accept my

favor, Mary, Queen of Scots?

Have I offended?

Not at all.

Please.

Thank you, Tomas.

I'm honored.

I'm sorry. That was thoughtless of him

- to publicly offer his favor.

- I don't know...

I think it was very well thought out.

But I don't see the point.

He's already won your hand, hasn't he?

The treaty is almost complete.

So you're leaving.

Francis, I wanted to tell you...

If you mean to tell me that you

don't want to go, please don't.

It won't help.

I did everything I could

to help Scotland so that you could stay.

It was almost enough,

if not for a single spy.

Someone who's probably

here with us right now.

I'm so sorry.

What are they telling King Henry?

It's not good news.

I hope it's not Bash.

What's this? Take your hands off me.

I'm lord Simon

Westbrook. I'm the envoy of England.

You're a murderer and a spy.

You slipped word to your countrymen

that French troops were

headed to Scotland.

You caused a
slaughter, nearly killing my son!

That's absurd. I'm a diplomat.

I'm here to help keep the peace.

Then you failed your mission.

So your Queen won't mind

when I send her your head.

- Take him away!

- Majesty, you... You're mistaken.

Let go of me! I've done no such thing.

Why would I? You've got the wrong man!

Poor Mary.

You feel like the King will never see you.

And you a Queen.

I'm glad that my unhappiness

brings you such pleasure.

Your unhappiness gives me no pleasure.

Your absence, however...

Why do you hate me so?

If I'm going to
Portugal, why not just say it?

You were kind to me when I was young.

When I look at you, I see death.

I see your country hanging

around my son's neck.

I see his men

off defending your country, dying.

Well, if I am such a burden,

make the King release me

so I may be Portugal's burden instead.

I wish I could,

but Henry feels that

Scotland's been poached from him.

How can I make the King

change his mind?

Well... there is one small thing.

And how may I help France, Your Majesty?

These English,

we keep them at court to help keep peace,

but it appears they don't want peace.

Their envoy, Simon,

was overheard boasting in a local tavern

about his role in the ambush.

How he warned

his countrymen of our soldiers' movements.

The trouble is, to condemn a diplomat,

we need testimony no nation can question.

A witness whose word is unassailable.

Instead, we have her.

She's a prostitute, Mary.

But a very brave woman.

She came here at great

risk to aid The King's justice.

You want me to put my name to her words?

If you don't, a murderer goes free...

A man who put my brother at death's door.

What is your name?

Judith. Milady.

And you saw Simon with

your own eyes, Judith?

Yeah.

And I heard them call him by name, too.

He had a f... a fine face,

and posh clothes, and

that medallion around his neck,

the one with the sun's rays.

The royal English seal.

Now, you know that this seal

means he is a very powerful man,

and that he can hurt you,

but you came forward anyway.

Why?

I heard how that englishman talked.

He's a heartless man,

playing games with other men's lives.

If I sign my name
to her statement, will you release me

from my engagement to Francis?

Very well, then.

Notify the executioner.

The English spy will lose his head

at the michaelmas banquet.

Well, it's done.

Mary's engaged to Tomas, and she's leaving.

Your Majesty.

You've gotten your wish.

I never wished for a spy to

cause French blood to spill.

And it's unfortunate for you

that spy happened to be Simon.

Perhaps he made himself useful

so that I would overlook his larger crime.

I will not.

So the end justifies any means.

This will save my son's life.

Unless you tell me your

visions have changed.

If anything, it's the opposite.

My dreams are more vivid, more ominous.

Mary's presence here will

cost you your firstborn.

The engagement's been official

less than an hour,

and you're already packing?

I have no choice. I'm

going to Portugal in two days,

right after the michaelmas banquet.

You're leaving?
What about us? You don't want us

- to come with you?

- Of course I do,

more than anything.

But you do have a choice.

I can't ask you

to come with me when none of you

expected to live in Portugal.

You all moved from Scotland

to be here in France.

No, Mary. We left to be with you.

So you'll come with me?

Of course we will.

I don't deserve any of you.

You deserve to marry someone you love

or at least like.

Kings and Queens don't have that luxury.

I wonder whose face

you're imagining on that target.

A Portuguese Prince, perhaps?

Maybe next time.

This time, it's that English envoy.

Simon is lucky you're not the headsman.

Or he'd be dead already.

I don't know who's lucky anymore.

I used to think that we were,

the years that we had as children,

the time we've had since

you've been back at court.

Now I feel those days like

something sharp in my heart.

Let's not speak of this.

I want...

I just wish...

Mary, we can't.

We can't. The castle.

Maybe we could find some other place.

The lakeside.

At sunset.

Kenna.

Your Grace.

I was surprised when you were announced.

I didn't think...

You seem different now.

More... willing.

I am.

I wonder why.

I'm leaving in two days.

I want this.

Is that meant to...

convince you or me?

Kenna, are you sure of this?

Yes.

But it's not all I want.

I want to stay.

Stay?

Stay as what?

You're Mary's Lady. If she's gone, what...

Position would you hold at court?

Well, the position you would give me.

As your mistress.
And perhaps in time, I could have more.

Kenna.

I have a mistress.

Diane has been with me for half my life.

We've had decades together.

The heart needs time.

Mine doesn't.

And even if it does, I have no time.

I'm trying to understand how this

could happen, but I can't.

We're not at war with the English.

We were careful to send enough men

to discourage their
aggression but not... not to threaten them.

Which is why you

should stop blaming yourself.

I don't blame myself. I blame Simon.

My instincts were right, and

the Portuguese proved it.

As soon as the English

saw that Scotland had a friend

that would defend them, they

stopped their attacks.

If it weren't for that ambush...

Mary would still be yours.

This is not about my broken heart, mother.

No, it's about your good heart.

I'm not mocking you, Francis.

Your heart is good.

It's good enough to

love your bastard brother

and to try to love your future wife.

If only your father's heart could do that.

If only mine could stop.

What if Mary's just moving

from one waiting game to another?

Let her go, Francis.

You're worrying over nothing.

You would say that.

You can't stand her.

My instincts say not to trust Tomas.

They were right before.

Maybe it's time I stopped doubting them.

I almost thought you weren't coming.

- I've been busy.

- I know.

You've been asking questions about Tomas.

It's all over the

castle, and if I've heard...

Tomas will hear, too.

I don't care. Let him think

that I'm jealous if he wants to,

as long as he knows that he's accountable

for how he treats you.

I hear he's cruel

to his servants.

Francis,

thank you, but you don't need to worry.

Now, come. Sit with me.

I've asked my Uncle to be sure

of my safety in Portugal.

He assures me it will be fine.

You need more than your Uncle's word.

Mary, if anything happens

to you, I feel responsible.

When I couldn't make Scotland

safe, I told you

to marry this man.

I'm not going into this blindly,

and I won't let him hurt me.

There are rumors about his

scheming, his cruelty...

There are rumors about all royals.

You know what they say about you?

Half of Europe thinks that you're sickly

and weak and stunted.

That half-blind portrait

artist didn't realize

I was sitting in a chair while

my sister was standing,

and now half of Europe thinks I'm a dwarf.

And they say that Bash

got all the good looks and passion,

and all you have is tedious...

Tomas.

Forgive me, Mary.

I needed to see you, and I couldn't

wait for formalities.

I would like to discuss some...

rules, and our lady

should hear them, too.

Rules?

Rules you will live by in Portugal.

You seem to believe that

until you're married to me

you're somehow free.

If so, you're mistaken.

My Lord, I don't know if I like your tone.

Do you have whipping boys in Scotland?

Whipping boys?

Well, s-some use them, but...

Good. Miguel is now your whipping boy.

That is for the offense of questioning me.

Tomas, please...

That is for interrupting me.

Much better.

You're bound

by a treaty agreed by your betters:

Your Uncle, myself and King Henry.

And if you're not impressed by the treaty,

maybe you will be by this:

My ships made your country safe, but...

I can remove them

as easily as this.

Whatever freedoms of actions

or thought you were

given by Francis, forget them.

When I am King, I will

rule like most Kings:

What belongs to my Queen belongs to me.

For Miguel's sake...

I hope we are clear.

Are we?

Yes, my Lord.

Quite clear.

You can't marry him,

I beg of you.
Aylee, you heard him.

But you're a Queen.

There must be some other way.

If there was any other option,

don't you think I would take it?

I have to marry Tomas,

no matter who he is,

no matter my feelings...

Because I am a Queen.

I have no other option.

Good news. The fever is broken.

- Thank God.
- So I can get out...

I wouldn't recommend it.

You're going to live

if you don't tear your wound open,

if you keep resting, if

you take proper care.

If I have to spend one

more minute in this bed...

I'm going to make us

both feel better... and leave.

You promised you'd sneak

me some wine, you liar.

You look worse than I do.

It's Tomas, isn't it?

Lola told me about your... inquiries.

I don't have any proof yet,

but everything in me says

that he's a monster.

There are whispers in court

that he murdered his first wife.

If they couldn't find proof in Portugal,

how will you find it here?

I don't know yet... But I have to try.

I can't let Mary...

But you can,

and you must.

You've been asking questions about me.

Did you think I wouldn't know?

No. No, I hoped you would.

Why?

Because your future

wife is a friend of France.

Her well-being concerns this

country, and always will.

Is that a threat?

If anything happens to Mary,

you'll... what?

I would hope we won't need to find out.

Wouldn't you, as her fiancé?

If anything happens to
her, it will be up to me.

She's my property now, not yours.

No matter how many touches you steal.

You'll never be more

than the powerless princeling

who couldn't even send a few

men to defend her country.

Francis, no!

Sit.

Go ahead, say it.

I'm not thinking with my head.

Head, heart, who cares?

He is a monster, no matter
what the pope chooses to call him,
and if you won't kill him, I will.

Well, I would never know there

was a costume banquet

in an hour from the faces I see.

How can you be so cheerful,

knowing how soon we're leaving?

Should I spend my last hours in

France with moping and tears?

Don't forget pining and regret.

Mary's right.

What's the matter with us?

Why wallow in misery if we have a choice?

Why not use the hours we have left

to seize some pleasure while we still can?

Yes.

Some pleasure.

Or perhaps some spite.

A lovely wood sprite!

France will never forget you.

I hope that they won't.

You want to dress up

in a footman's livery?

Yes. Why not?

But in case I change my mind,

I'll take both.

What's this?

The royal English seal.

This is Simon's, isn't it?

Why would you want me to have this?

I've been looking for you everywhere.

I know you.

I met you in a dream I had

about norse gods and

goddesses from that book we read.

The reality's better.

Are you sure you

should be swinging that sword?

You might reopen your wound.

Well, better my sword reopens

it than someone else's.

Aha! St. Michael, aren't you?

Better be a real sword if

you plan to slay Lucifer.

You had to bring up Tomas?

I don't understand why

he changed so quickly.

Before Mary said yes, Tomas

seemed a whole other person.

He was desperate.

He'd been looking for a Queen

all over the continent.

No doubt to make sure the pope

declared him legitimate.

Of course he'd put on an act

if it got what him he wanted.

Well, he got bloody lucky, didn't he?

If I hadn't been ambushed

getting those men off to Scotland,

Mary wouldn't be marrying him.

Say that again.

If our men hadn't been ambushed,

then Mary wouldn't need his men,

or his marriage proposal.

Simon, I was told I could find you here.

So you've heard. I'm the entertainment.

Or my head is when it
comes off at midnight.

Try not to look so upset.

- Why would I be upset?

- I understand you signed

the statement naming me as

the spy behind that ambush.

I don't suppose you care that I'm innocent.

I might... if I believed it.

Is that my seal stamp?

- Wondered where that thing went.

- Tell me,

why is your seal so

similar to the royal English seal?

The Queen is a cousin by marriage.

She styles the rose white, we style it red.

Why do you ask?

A friend of mine was interested.

Thought I might be interested, too.

Mary?

Come here, please.

Good evening, my Lord.

You look like a huntress.

I chose my costume for you.

I know that the bow is

your favorite weapon.

My second favorite, but thank you.

Your grip is a little tight, my Lord.

No tighter than your former

fiancé's, I'm sure.

I'm sure I don't know what you mean.

Must I send
- for your whipping boy?
- Let go of her.

You've forgotten our talk. Mary is

my fiancée now. You came here

almost a crown prince, but not quite.

You needed a Queen to seal

your deal with the pope.

And when Mary

needed troops sent to her country,

you were suddenly there to

help, because my men were ambushed.

On a tip from a spy in court.

A spy we assumed was Simon.

When Tomas had a far better motive.

If you're accusing the

next King of Portugal,

I hope you have proof.

We'll have proof soon enough.

In the meantime, let go of Mary.

Are you all right?

Yes. You said you'd have proof?

Did you mean his valet Miguel?

Tomas could not have acted alone.

He hates his master.

I think he'll help us

if we can protect him.

We will. I've sent guards to find him.

If Simon is innocent,

and the woman whose

words I signed my name to lied,

she's a pawn in this

King's game as much as I am.

She might help us, too.

Otherwise, if Simon dies wrongly,

we will both have war with England.

And we can't let that happen.

Miguel wasn't in his chambers,

but a footman said

he saw him leaving with

Tomas, headed for the game trails.

Hunting... now?

Tomas must want to kill

Miguel before anyone talks to him.

Is there anything my Lady wants?

Keep your voice down! You're a kitchen boy.

If anyone catches you

here, you'll be flogged.

Did you leave this

costume in my room, or didn't you?

Yes, but we have

to be discreet.

My family is depending on me
to bring home a title and lands,

to marry someone who's better than me.

Why not just celebrate michaelmas?

What does that even mean?

Saint Michael.

He slew Lucifer

who sewed vanity, pride and shame,

which is why we wear these masks.

So on this one day, no

one's better than anyone else.

We're all the same.

- What lies! Why would I?

- I'd say for the money

to buy that new cloak and those boots,

and to get a ride out of town

on that vegetable cart.

And for this.

To make him stop hitting you.

I got that from a patron.

When I signed your statement,

you told me that you saw Simon clearly.

His face, his clothes, his medallion.

What was the color of

the rose on his medallion?

I'll make it easy for

you. Was it red or white?

It was white, the seal

of the English crown.

Simon's seal is different from England's.

- His rose is red.

- Please leave me be. I'm so scared.

The King will have your head for your lies.

But he may show you mercy

if you tell me who made

you lie, and tell me now.

He swore he would kill me.

He wasn't lying if he's who I think he is.

Just tell me this.

Would you know this

man if you saw him again?

Get her on a horse. We

don't have much time.

And you made sure the

prostitute left the village?

I gave her the extra gold, like you said.

I told her to leave today, or

you would visit her again.

Good. You've served me well, Miguel.

I'll always remember.

I'll make sure your family remembers, too.

My family?

Well, you understand you

can't serve me while you still live.

My Lord, please!

It's not "My Lord" anymore.

It's "Your Majesty,"

because, thanks to
you, I'm going to be a King.

No!

Run, Miguel!

Don't kill him.

We need his confession.

I'm trying very hard not to.

Miguel! You're alive.

Don't worry, we can get this arrow out.

I'm afraid of him.

You're going to lose.

You never learned how to

take, like a bastard learns.

Take a crown, take a woman,

take a life!

You can't do it!

If you kill me,

you'll have war.

But if you let me go with Mary,

you'll have peace.

When they take off your head,

I'll remember the men you killed.

And Mary.

Can you ride?

We need to get back before
they execute Simon.

Killing isn't supposed to be easy.

If your hands weren't

shaking, you'd be him.

What's going on?

It's time for Simon's head to come off.

Where's Mary?

Where's Francis and Bash?

They're going to be too late.

Your Grace.

I'm begging you, please wait for your sons

to return... they think

they can prove Simon innocent.

So I've been told.

But if I let justice

wait for every last effort

to prove a man
innocent, there'd be no justice.

Is that what the Queen says?

No. The Queen says

waiting makes me look weak,

like less of a King.

And she says it to everyone.

If anything, I think it
makes you look more like a King.

Wise and fair and strong.

A King we can believe in.

You finally covered yourself up.

I couldn't think
straight, seeing you before.

I hope that thinking straight helps

you make the right choice,

and wait.
Before..

When you said your

heart didn't have to wait...

That was brave.

Most people, especially here...

Would keep their hearts hidden.

Foolish is more like it.

But thank you.

If we do leave tomorrow,

I don't mind you

knowing that I'll think of you.

Maybe...

Maybe foolish is something else.

Maybe foolish is Diane

endlessly shopping in
Paris, leaving your King with...

No one to share his burdens.

Maybe foolish is the Queen

endlessly undermining
your King's authority.

Maybe foolish is

not baring one's heart.

What are you saying?

I want you to stay.

Whatever that means for Diane or Catherine.

I want you, kenna.

Make way!

This is your spy.

We have witnesses.

Two of them.

Lord Westbrook,

are you pleased that England has made you

their new envoy to Portugal?

He's pleased Portugal

paid him a King's ransom to stay quiet

about what Tomas did to him.

Well, with respect, I'm pleased

to be leaving here alive, Majesty.

Please thank Portugal's King

for the sacrifice of his son Tomas,

who gave his life to protect

our son from a stag's horns

while hunting.

As to The Vile Rumors.

Tomas plotted against France,

tell the King we will ignore them

if he will accept our sentiments.

Since Portugal's King had no knowledge

of any plot, I'm confident he will accept.

The matter will be forgotten by all of us.

And history, too, no doubt.

You surprised me, Majesty.

Most royals won't admit a mistake,

let alone save a man's life to fix it.

Well, I hope that saving your life

wasn't my second mistake.

Mary, Queen of Scots,

France is pleased to reinstate

our marriage treaty with your country.

As soon as negotiations...

Thank you, Your Grace.

Scotland is pleased as well.

Especially since, this time,

you and my Uncle will be allowing me

to guide negotiations.

- For God's sake.

- Mary, I don't think...

In the view of the role Scotland played

in resolving your troubles with Portugal,

and in preventing the wrongful execution

of a diplomat,

we not only

staved off war with England,

but also spared

our ally France considerable embarrassment.

Which is why I am sure

you will want to improve the terms,

committing enough strength

to keep your ally safe against England.

Yes.

Of course.

Let's continue. As to the matter

of lands for your dowry, there is

Scottish crown property which

France finds of interest.

Well done, Mary.

You got practically everything

Scotland wanted.

Soldiers and ships and armaments.

Well, they got a few things, too.

Our best timber, some farmland.

But give it a few days, and we will have

a far better treaty than before.

Am I interrupting?

You.

You have tormented me long enough

- with waiting.
- I completely agree.

That's the kind of talk I like to hear

from my mistress.

I like it here.

It's very nice.

Well, I like it here.

Be gentle.

I will.

The first time.

You killed a man to protect me.

I'm not really sure what to say to that.

"Thank you"?

"Thank you" doesn't cover it.

You were right.

Your heart was right.

I suppose you always were.

- How so?
- I told you to take your time,

be careful,

make the right choice for France.

And even last night,

when we were so
desperate to lose ourselves,

you understood...

Why I couldn't go too far.

You know what my heart says now?

It says that I should forget about
politics and be with you,

no matter what.

You're a true Queen,

a Queen that any King would kill for.

But your head says differently.

I understand.

Your instincts were right.

They'll make you a great King someday.

Clarissa?

I don't know if you're there,

but thank you.

You saved Simon's life.

And I suppose you saved mine.

I used to feel so alone here.

I don't anymore.

And I hope you don't, either.

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An ex-lover of Francis' arrives and brings danger with her, so Bash consoles an
uneasy Mary. Meanwhile, Queen Catherine persuades Aylee to snoop on Mary; and Bash
lands in hot water with ...
Since Mary, Queen of Scotland,

was a child,

the English have wanted

her country and her crown.

She is sent to France to wed its next king,

to save herself and her people,

a bond that should protect her,

but there are forces that conspire...

forces of darkness,

forces of the heart.

Long may she reign.

- Previously on Reign...
- Tell me your visions have changed.

My dreams are more ominous.

Mary's presence here will cost you

your firstborn.

You know what my heart says now?

It says I should forget about politics

and be with you.

You're a true queen.

A queen that any king would kill for.

- You're a servant. Nothing can ever happen between us.

- But it did.

- That language that you spoke...

- I told you, it's nothing.

- It's just an old dialect.

- It's pagan or Druid.

It's nonsense,

but the vagrants in the woods believe it.

Vagrants? Is that what

those were? And Colin?

They used him as a sacrifice.

Now you know why the woods aren't safe.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!
What are you doing? Damn
near got yourself killed!

The... the river's gone

over with the rains.

The whole road's flooded up ahead.

That so?

Is there another way to the castle?

Sure. Just cut through the woods.

It's about an hour due north.

Ain't likely to miss it.

Stay out of the road,

do you hear?

Next time, you may not be so lucky.

Oh! Oh!

I can't move!

No, no!

What is that?

Lumenick dushkader. Et sprago faraha.

Shh. Ay raynim doluchtai.

Are they gone?

I'm sorry. My leg, it's

stuck. I'm so sorry.

We have to run. I'll get help.

Don't leave me.

No, please don't hurt me.

I'm glad you came to see me.

Yes, well, I thought we should discuss

where we are with one another.

All right.

With the borders quiet in Scotland,

my father and his advisors seem pleased

that our alliance remained intact...

our... our engagement, as well.

And seeing as there's

no political decisions...

Please just stop.

I was hoping we wouldn't

talk anymore of politics.

Since the borders are secure,

as you said.

I was hoping we could be just...

Just a girl,

as you called yourself once?

And just a boy.

Well, a man, nearly.

Go on... woman.

All right, then, I will.

If I were just me, Francis,

not the future king of anything,

and you were just you, Mary...

Mary.

Well...

this would be the moment

that I declared myself yours.

Only yours.

And I'm yours.

Truly.

And once I did that,

I'd probably invite you

to the Harvest Festival.

And I would probably say yes.

I would probably try to kiss you.

And I probably wouldn't let you.

At first.

And then you write your regrets

on this ribbon,

tie them to the stern

and watch as they sail away.

What a lovely tradition.

Mary?

If I didn't know any better,

I'd say you were actually

enjoying your time in court,

enjoying the harvest festival.

Kenna. Aylee.

Greer. Lola.

As a matter of fact, I am.

Hello, Bash.

So what's brought about this change?

Not that I'm complaining.

To see you smile is to

feel the sun, Your Grace.

Do you flirt with everyone?

Absolutely everyone.

Well, you'll find I'm

not difficult to please.

Just don't make an attempt on my life

and you'll find I'm quite gay.

Mm, is that all it takes?

That, and your brother.

Well, I hope to get sauced at your wedding.

You need to take care with Bash.

He has feelings for you.

Nonsense.
You heard him, he flirts with everyone.

Mary.

I didn't grow up in a convent.

Bash lives here by favor of the king.

If he falls out of favor, for any reason...

Now I'm sure of it.

Greer, Lord Castleroy

has been staring at you all morning.

Well, don't look!

Oh, he would be a great catch.

His father's a Hapsburg,

14 removed from the crown.

Rumor has it he's made a fortune

in the spice trade.

Well, what are you waiting for?

One foot after the other.

But the peppercorn comes

from the Piper nigrum vine.

I've seen it myself in India.

You've been to India? How fascinating.

Is it true the rivers are

filled with crocodiles?

Oh, they're not as plentiful as pepper.

A miraculous spice. Keep it cool and dry,

it doesn't deteriorate.

Used to be you could pay

your rent in pepper...

Oh! Oh, no, no, it's all right. Oh, no.

Forgive me. Your lovely dress.

I... I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault. Truly.

Excuse me.

Lady Greer!

I... wanted to apologize.

I think I might have

made you a little jumpy,

caused the mishap with your dress.

You most certainly did cause it.

You were staring at me. In public.

And I'm not a lady.

Well, I know that.

Stop it.

What happened between

us will not happen again,

do you understand?

Absolutely.

Would you like me to get the stain out?

There's an old kitchen trick.

But we must act quickly.

Once it sets, there's no hope.

Just...

wait there.

Don't come in my room. Not even close.

Why are you always around?

Catching my eye?

I... it's maddening. More.

More.

A lit... a little more.

Perfect.

I see you've bought a boat.

No, I've made a boat.

For you.
And I've christened it, too.

The Just Mary.

Pardon me, but we found

a woman running at the

perimeter of the woods, My Lord.

She's had quite a fright.

Her carriage was overrun by bandits

and she's asking for you.

Francis.

Olivia.

Excuse me.

We were attacked.

They killed my servant.

- Right in front of me, dead.

- Shh, shh. It's all right.

That poor girl.

Who is she?

She's Olivia d'Amencourt.

Her family lived at court, for a time.

I believe they shared a mathematics tutor.

Mathematics?

I see.

And when did their mutual education end?

Oh, she left a few

months before you arrived.

Brokenhearted?

Bash, it's all right. Tell me.

We need to get you to the castle.

Clear a path!

Yes.

He was.
I hear you're feeling better.

Yes.

Much.

Thank you.

Are you up to talking about what happened?

Why did your driver cut through the woods?

The Kingsroad was flooded.

A young man told us.

Francis, the bandits...

they came out of nowhere.

And they spoke in this strange tongue.

Do you remember any of it?

Lumenick.

Lumenick... dush...

something guttural and foreign,

- I couldn't identify it.

- I think I can.

Olivia...

You're wondering why I'm here.

When you left to marry another,

you gave me the distinct impression

that you would not return.

I know.

But things have changed since then.

It was discovered...

that you and I were intimate.

How?

I don't know.

Perhaps a servant whispered to another.

But the source hardly matters.

Once it got in the air,

I was ruined.

I'm so ashamed

to come here this way...

but I had nowhere else to go.

Please don't blame Bash

for telling me about Olivia.

I pressed him unmercifully.

So, why did she leave?

An offer of marriage.

Not to mention the fact

that my mother made her life

absolutely miserable.

Honing her skills on your first love.

What didn't she like about her?

There was an incident.

In the boathouse.

An incident where we were...

found in the boathouse.

I see.

And, um, Olivia is married now?

No.

No, the offer fell through

once people learned of our...

relationship.

Oh.

Mary, I'm... I'm sorry

that my... my past has come back.

But know that it is in the past.

What I feel for Olivia now

is a sense of responsibility.

She would've known what

she was entering into.

We've been engaged since you were a child.

Obviously you couldn't offer marriage.

Which is...

n... not to say that I don't understand

why you want to help her.

Of... of course, I do.

Thank you.

It might take some time,

but with my support,

Olivia will regain her credibility.

And find a match.

One that ensures her

happiness and her well-being.

So we can all move on.

It's a talent really.

No matter what the topic, he

can wind it back to pepper.

Sorry, sorry, go on.

Et vacet annalis.

I bring up politics.

"Pepper transactions are

a political minefield."

History?

"The peppercorn has a storied past."

I doubt he'd wind Virgil back to pepper.

Oh, stop. We know what happens.

He wanders around Troy

for another 100 stanzas.

Shh, it's Olivia.

She looks mortified.

You and I find ourselves
strangely aligned for once.

Are people leaving?

She dislikes Olivia more than you?

Apparently.

Why would Olivia return here?

With the prince's favor,

she can find a match.

If need be, Francis could force the issue.

Who would willingly take used property?

Even a royal's.

Well, it sounds like there

were real feelings there.

Should she be punished forever?

Her station's fallen.

She doesn't belong at court.

Well, some might say the same of you.

Because I don't have a title.

How dare you.

Stop, please.

There's enough ill will at court today.

Hello, Olivia.

I'm Mary.

I'm honored.

Oh, it's all right.

Come, sit with me and my friends.

I'm afraid there's not

going to be much Virgil.

Everybody's too excited

about the Harvest Festival.

And the beginning of the Blood Month.

They've been slaughtering

in the kitchens all week.

Out with the old, in with the new.

I heard that your things

were still missing.

Perhaps I could lend you a dress

for the festival if you'd like.

Thank you.

I appreciate it.

Well, hello there!

What exactly did you

tell Mary about Olivia?

Just that she was your first.

I never said of how many.

Don't be an ass.

And keep your opinions to yourself.

Well, forgive me if I overstepped.

Is that all?

No. No, I have reason to believe

that Olivia's carriage

was attacked by pagans.

I recognized the words she heard

from when you said them.

Well, what were they even doing

driving through the Blood Wood?

Olivia's driver was told

that the Kingsroad was flooded.

Which it isn't.

Bash, they're luring people in.

Oh, no.

This is Mary's ring.

It has her crest on it.

Why do you have it?

- I was taking it to her.

- Yet her room is that way.

Then I remembered she lent it to me.

So I was taking it back.

- Where?
- You're confusing me.

- Let's return it together.

- No.

Wait.

I took it.

Why?

I don't know.

I take things sometimes.

It makes me feel better.

Well, you're a troubled,

jealous little girl.

- Aren't you?
- Please, Your Majesty.

If Mary knew, I'd be sent home disgraced.

Perhaps with one hand.

Though your softhearted friend

would probably spare you that.

I'll think on this.

Looks like a trap.

What the hell?

Your first is it?

It's the heretics making sacrifice.

He's still breathing.

We should get out of here.

They're still bleeding them out.

Surely the devils are nearby.

He's breathing.

Now get over here and catch him.

You're interrupting the ritual.

He's all but dead, don't do this.

They might see you and come after you.

Let them.

Blues, I think.

To compliment your complexion.

I'm sorry, your warmth.

It's... unexpected.

I always knew Francis had a past.

Men are allowed to have them,

whereas we have our reputations ruined.

Hardly seems fair.

I don't need your pity.

Stop.

I can see it all over your face.

You look at me and you see

a girl who threw away her virginity

on a man she knew she could never have.

Well, you're wrong.

I thought I could have him.

Because Francis spoke of marrying me.

That's not possible.

Is your wedding assured?

Was it always?

It might not be assured.

But it is desired.

By both of us.

Though arguably,
you know much less about
Francie's desires than I do.

What we had was true.

Passion.

Love.

Intimacy.

It was not manufactured

out of a perceived political need.

You've been gone a very long time.

Things have changed.

Perhaps.

Or perhaps now that I'm here,

offering myself as an option,

he'll choose to be with me.

Once again.

Could you hear them? Were they close?

I had no sense of them.

Some would say you had no sense.

That you defiled their faith.

A faith riddled with human sacrifice.

When did that start?

They've made blood

sacrifices for centuries.

Animal sacrifices.

Not always.

It was simply more hidden.

Less bold.

I thought these murders,

these bodies hanging,

their true purpose was

to scare people away.
Civilized people from land
that they believe is theirs.

Or claimed for hunting.

And instead they're

hunting civilized people.

Travelers. Luring them in.

Why? What's changed?

I don't know.

But I do know this.

You have interrupted a sacrifice,

which they will not take kindly to.

Stay close to the castle

in the coming days.

You could be in grave danger.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for the wine cellar.

Can you direct me?

Sure can, ma'am.

It's just through there.

Ain't likely to miss it.

Have we met?

Don't think so.

It's just... your voice,

it sounds so familiar.

Anyway.

Thank you for your help.

Hey.

Who... who's the lady?

Oh, that's a guest of the court.

It's the girl who escaped

from the road bandits.

Didn't you hear?

A carriage was overrun.

I... I did hear.

Just didn't know anyone escaped.

Hmm.

We did discuss marriage once.

A moment of weakness.

Lovers, dreaming of a future together.

I was...

caught up.

And not sure that the Scottish

alliance was a good one.

Caught up with a noble girl.

And a very rich one.

Not one with a country in need,

hanging around her neck.

It's ironic, isn't it?

That the very alliance that

forged our engagement has

always complicated it terribly.

It has. But that is beyond our control.

And the fact of the matter

is, I am committed to you now.

I am glad to hear you say it.

And towards that end,

the Viscountess Demarchelier has offered

to house Olivia in Paris.

She has a very lavish estate.

In Paris?

I thought it best she go.

Olivia still has feelings for you.

She only confided in me to stake a claim.

I... I know that you feel
responsible for her...

but I wanted to help you find

a comfortable arrangement.

I'll let Olivia know.

Mary strikes me as a most dutiful daughter.

She writes so often to

her mother, doesn't she?

They've been separated a long while.

Well, yes, they have.

Have you made a decision

about my wrongdoing?

Not yet, dear.

I met Marie de Guise only once.

After the engagement to

Francis was negotiated,

she delivered her

six-year-old daughter to me.

Personally, I found her quite cold.

And poor Mary, she was so scared.

I had to take her under my wing.

We were quite close when she was young,

did you know that?

I didn't.

You know, it's true.

And then her life was threatened,

and I had to send her away to the convent.

And that was very difficult.

I'd grown quite attached.

You could say I associate her with loss,

and it pains me.

That's why I push her away.

Upon reflection, I have made

a few missteps since her return.

I'm afraid she's not honest with me

when I ask her if she's

happy here in France.

I assume she's more

honest with her mother.

Here's an idea.

Before Mary's letters

to her mother are posted,

why don't you bring them to me?

And that way, I can improve

upon her stay at court.

Your Grace...

Those are my terms. Reject them,

and you'll be sent home

disgraced, labeled a thief,

and your future destroyed.

Well, do think it over.

The decision's yours.

Lady Olivia d'Amencourt

requests an audience, My Lord.

Olivia.

I was coming to find you, actually.

I couldn't resist.

We've been old enough

to drink for a while now.

Yes, I know, but smuggling it in

was always half the fun.

Have a drink with me.

All right. Just one.

Ah, but that's what you said last year.

Do you remember?
I remember nothing of last year.

You were spongy with liquor.

I had to keep you hidden

from your mother all day.

God, how she hated me.

I should tell you my news

while I have the chance.

I've arranged for a

very well-regarded family

in Paris to host you

for as long as you need.

What?

Surely your problems of reputation

have not reached as far as Paris.

It's far away from

here, far from your home.

The Demarcheliers will

make valuable introductions

to society, and from there...

But you said I could stay here.

Why are you changing your mind?

I think you know.

This is best...

for all parties involved.

Unfortunately, the stain

removal was unsuccessful...

to my great displeasure.

Don't speak to me of your pleasure.

- You managed to get me out of my dress.

- True.

That was a success.

I'm laughable to you, is that it?

No, of course not.

I must be, for you to

behave in this fashion.
You don't understand what's at stake.

I have two younger sisters

who cannot marry until I do.

My family has spent a fortune,

all to see me land the right man.

It's all they care about, it's

all I've been raised to do.

And if I'm linked to you,

that will never happen.

Look, I do care

because I care for you.

It doesn't have to stop your goals,

your marriage, your mission here.

And if people find out?

There's a girl here whose

reputation was ruined

over the love for a royal.

Imagine if that had been a kitchen boy.

I'm sorry, but the shame.

I understand.

I'll leave you be.

I don't see why I can't just

stay here, for a time, anyway.

Mary's under the impression

that you still care for me,

which makes her

uncomfortable, understandably.

She's right.

I made such a mistake leaving.

Olivia...

we both knew that you would.

I've always been engaged.

Engagements break.
Alliances end.

This one hasn't.

The only thing that's changed

are my feelings for Mary.

The man I knew put his country first...

above all else.

I so admired that about you.

Your sense of duty.

That's the man I fell in love with.

It's the man I love still.

Olivia, you shouldn't say these things.

I have to.

Francis, this year has been torture.

And not because of the scandal,

but because I had to endure it without you.

Do you know how many nights

I would lay in bed...

and remember how you used to touch me.

I want to stay.

if not as your wife...

then as your mistress.

Because I would rather

have some small part of you,

than none of you at all.

You want me...

and I want you.

And I'm telling you...

you can have me...

any way you want.

Mary, what happened? Why is Olivia staying?

She's not.

But her belongings were

recovered from the wood,

and they're being

unpacked in the east wing.

You must be mistaken.

Maybe she's packing for Paris.

A servant told me.

Well, the servant must be wrong!

Sorry.

I'll inquire again.

Discreetly.

Looks like your lady has a new necklace.

So blatantly disrespectful.

I'm not sure what you mean.

I mean that Kenna wears a necklace...

given to me as a first anniversary gift

from my husband the king;

her lover.

You must be mistaken.

I'm not.

You didn't know?

Well, it won't last.

You learn the signs after a while:

which girl is serious, which is not.

Sounds like a terrible way to live.

I've forgotten the alternative.

We were wed when we were 14, you know?

And we were happy, for a time.

I didn't realize.

That we loved each other

or that love can turn?

Especially the love of a king

who's loved by so many.

Kings are offered every opportunity.

No one dares see his indiscretions.

He'd known her first...

Diane.

I found out she was there...

in his heart... all along.

He's always very kind and

noble to them afterwards.

He feels responsible for them.

It makes him feel even

better about himself.

I don't know how it feels for them.

But we all go on.

And we're supposed to just

sit there, discussing Virgil.

Ugh! Virgil's a bore.

What a relief to hear someone else say it.

Do you know which Roman I like?

Alaric the Visigoth.

Ever heard of him?

He included 3,000 pounds of pepper

as part of the ransom he demanded

from Rome when he sacked the city.

Instead of payment, pepper!

True story.

My Lord.

May I have a word?

Excuse me.

The driver has died, unfortunately.

Yet, in light of our previous conversation,

I thought you might be interested

in what he talked about

before he passed over.

He spoke of the pagans need

for the fresh blood sacrifice.

Their god is more like the devil.

A devil on this earth.

He heard them talk of a creature.

A creature?

A bargain they've struck with a being

who resides in the woods, in the dark.

In a cave somewhere only

a chosen few know of.

They give it blood, or

it drains them of life.

I spoke with the servant,

and Olivia is moving into the east wing.

So everyone lies to me.

Francis, you.

What?

Mary, have you not eaten?

You seem a little unsteady.

Where did you get the necklace?

Is it true?

Are you having an affair with the king?

It's not an affair; it's more.

He's in Paris breaking off with Diane.

And what of his wife?

Their marriage is nothing more

than a political
alliance... she doesn't care.
So says the man who's trying to bed you.

Since when do you care about the queen?

I don't.

I care about you.

I know you feel protected,

but you don't want Catherine de Medici

as an enemy.

End it now, Kenna.

Is that a command... given by my queen?

No. Given by a friend.

But given nonetheless.

Whatever you think this

is, that it's love...

What I think is that he's asked me

to be his official mistress.

Which means I follow

your commands no longer.

I answer to the king.

Mary, there you are.

Have you moved Olivia into the castle?

Tell me it isn't true.

I was coming to tell you.

I've had word that the home

of the viscountess is no longer an option.

She's learned of Olivia's reputation.

But perhaps you could insist.

I don't want to make Olivia live

with people that will resent having her.

- But I resent having her.

- I know.

And I'll find her somewhere else to stay.

It just might take a little time.

Has something happened between you two?

Francis, tell me or I'll imagine the worst.

I stopped it.

You stopped?

What did you start?

I want her gone.

- I'm working on it.

- Now.

- I want her gone now.

- You can't just say that.

You just told me something happened.

- It won't happen again.

- It's already happened again.

Mary, enough.

She's staying, and that's final.

That's it, then?

You can just decide?

Yes, I can, actually.

Because this is my court, not yours.

And I'm the future king of France.

- And I'm your future queen.

- Then you'll learn to respect my decisions.

Respect goes both ways.

I will not have a relationship

like your mother and father.

I am nothing like my father,

and for you to suggest otherwise...

Then why are you acting like him?

I'm not.

If I was acting like my father,

I would take Olivia as my mistress.

Which is certainly an option.

Then don't let me stop you.

I could use some of that.

Everything all right?

No, it isn't.

I should probably tell you to slow down.

But you won't.

Lola.

Have you seen Mary?

No, I haven't.

Is everything all right?

I hope so.

I lost my temper, and I wish I hadn't.

She irritates me like no other.

There's hope in that.

Go and find her.

It was so foolish of me

to think that we could ever

be just a boy and just a girl.

I mean, that implies

that... that one is free

to leave if one is unhappy.

And while I am stuck here

with... with no recourse, he's

free to do whatever he wants

with whoever he wants.

Do you think I'm overreacting?

Am I boring you?

No.

No, it's... unfathomable.

What is?
Francis has you.

Why would he ever look elsewhere?

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.

You're right.

I should have.

We... shouldn't have done that.

I was angry and... and you...

They must be launching the ships.

Um, I should go.

I'm sorry. That was a mistake.

My regrets are not hard to summon.

I'm sorry we fought.

I'm sorry I didn't eat more and drink less.

I'm sorry I overreacted.

Perhaps after this we can talk?

No need.

You've expressed your

feelings quite clearly.

- Your Majesty.
- Your Majesty.

You did well, delivering

Mary's letters to me.

Let's make it a permanent arrangement.

Oh, look.

Oh, they're launching their boats.

Regrets are everywhere.

How apt.

Are you all right, Mary?

No.

Regret is a terrible feeling.

And though I've sent my ship

off, I am still filled with it.

What now?

Look, I've done what you've asked.

I've kept my distance.

I'll be married someday.

Titled. And I don't want to regret

what I could have done

with my time here. My youth.

No one can know about us.

Oh, the attack on your carriage,

unfortunate though it was,

certainly lent your arrival some drama.

I had no idea, dear.

Mm. Come...

where I can see you and

be sure of your recovery.

Tell me.

How's it going?

It's horrible.

I miss him...

and he's right there. With Mary.

And I know I'm causing her so much pain.

I can make your family's

life very difficult

should you have second thoughts.

Were you aggressive with Mary?

I followed your guidance

and she reacted as you said she would.

She has a short temper.

I like that about her.

Francis won't. He didn't.

Oh.

Though he still speaks of sending me off.

Well, I'll take care of it,

just as I took care of the Paris problem.

And once I break them up, then what?

I just go back home?

I try to forget him again?

My dear, you're not going home.

Oh, don't expect the worst.

You're going to be the

next queen of France.

You want me to marry Francis?

But you don't even like me.

I like you more than a

queen I can't control.

My dear,

I wasn't titled when I married Henry.

I was just a rich girl, like you.

We are going to accomplish

so much together.

So hurry along now and get pregnant.

I'm assuming you don't need

my guidance in that arena.

I'm in.

The queen wants me to continue

to give her your letters.

Then I will keep writing them.

Stay close.

I might have fallen for her sad story,

the pitiful truth of her life.

She is never, ever on my side.

She's behind Olivia's

return, I'm sure of it.
You've taken what doesn't belong to you.

Who are you? Adding to

a debt you already owe.

The blood in the wood.

The blood.

So you're aware.

You took from its source once before.

I found the body of a Scottish

boy hanging in the wood.

I cut it down.

And you were allowed to go on your way.

You're one of them.

You're a monster, you know.

Get down from there.

He wasn't yours to save, Sebastian.

How do you know my name?

We all do now.

Go ahead.

My life is worth nothing.

I've been seen.

You owe a debt, and you will pay.

Choose someone to sacrifice.

And if I refuse?

Then we will choose for you.

Do not be afraid.

There is no fear.

It is a privilege to die in service

of something so much greater.

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An attempt to scare Mary causes Queen Catherine to take drastic measures to make
sure the guilty party is caught. Francis, aware of Bash and Mary's growing
attraction, turns to Olivia. Bash ventures into the woods to pay his debt - the
human sacrifice the pagans demand - and returns with blood on his hands. Meanwhile,
Kenna comes clean with the girls about her affair with the King, to a mixed
response.
NOSTRADAMUS: Since Mary,
Queen of Scotland, was a child,

the English have wanted

her country and her crown.

She is sent to France

to wed its next King,

to save herself and her people,

a bond that should protect her.

But there are forces

that conspire...

forces of darkness,
forces of the heart.

Long may she reign.

Previously on Reign...

He heard them talk of a creature who

resides in the woods. They give it blood.

You have interrupted a sacrifice,

which they will not take kindly to.

It's Olivia D'Amencourt. She left

a few months before you arrived.

- Brokenhearted?
- Yes. He was.

You want me to marry Francis?

You don't even like me.

I like you more than a queen

I can't control.

You know much less about

Francis' desires than I do.

- Has something happened between you two?

- I stopped it.

I want her gone.

- I'm working on it.

- Now!

- I want her gone now!

- Mary! She's staying and that's final.

And Francis has you.

Why would he ever look elsewhere?

BASH: You're one of them.

You're a monster, you know.

You owe a debt.

And you will pay.

Choose someone to sacrifice.

And what if I refuse?

Then we will
choose for you.

No!

(panting)

Season 1, Episode 6
"Chosen"

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(indistinct chatter)
OLIVIA: Francis!

- Excuse me.
- I've been looking everywhere for you.

Where were you hurrying to?

My father's returning from Paris.

His carriage is arriving.

- May I join you?

- Please.

(laughs)

How are you?

I've barely seen you lately.

Whenever my father's away,

courtiers swarm me.
Seeking approval of the next King,
in case the current one doesn't return.

And that awful business

with the butcher boy.

Yes, yes.

We're trying to find his family,

to return his effects.

That's not why

I've barely seen you.

Are you feeling bad

about the moments we shared?

I felt I had to be honest

with you about my feelings.

I appreciated
your honesty.

I could use more of the same

from others in my life.

If she's to be your wife,

you need to trust her.

I hope that I can.

Right now the burden

is on Mary, not me.

That sounds complicated.

If you're ever yearning for

someone you can be sure of...

...Someone who wants only you,

you know where to find me.

- Well?
- I'm doing my best.

How difficult can it be for a girl

like you to get a man into bed?

His feelings are for Mary.

Do you want
your reputation cleaned up?

Do you want a big wedding and

children to silence forever

those who call you "whore"

behind your back?

Then make yourself

the next Queen of France.

"Feelings"? Honestly.

MARY: Join us, Kenna.

We're going to greet the King.

You look especially lovely, Kenna.

Who are you dressed to impress?

No one. I'm just...

Can't Kenna be lovely simply

because she is lovely?

And you are lovely.

That was kind of you.

I plan to tell them

about the King and me.

But you want to wait.

You haven't seen him in a while.

I understand.

He was saying
good-bye to Diane.

- He ended things with her for me.

- I only ask that you be careful.

The King's heart

seems mercurial.

And you still have

the Queen to contend with.

And I only ask you that

not assume I'm a fool.

I was hoping we needn't discuss this.

But clearly we do.

That kiss...

I remember it.

I was a bit drunk, and you

were, too, weren't you?

Would you like me to share

in your remorse?

Would that make you feel better?

Yes, it would.

I regret that you are engaged

to my brother.

A brother I consider my friend.

And who thankfully doesn't

know what happened.

Still, he's been distant

since we argued.

And I want to make things up with him.

I have to. You understand, don't you?

Of course. What I don't understand

is why we're still talking about this.

Because of your gift.

- The necklace.
- What necklace?

Oh.

I assumed, I thought...

It was in my rooms
this morning.

- You think I snuck into your room?

- Well, I didn't know what to think.

After the kiss and-and my argument

with your brother...

What? What is it?

I've, uh, seen this

necklace before.

Excuse me.

Mary.

Francis. Are you well?

I'm fine. Thank you.

I'm not.

I've been feeling awful.

I feel like you're still angry

at me about our argument.

- About Olivia. I'm sorry.

- Is that what you're sorry about?

(horse neighing nearby)

(short laugh)

He said he was leaving her.

I don't understand. Why is she back here?

Francis.

Mary, we need to talk.

It's important.
Follow me.

The people of this... faith,

they claim
that I owe them a debt.

More than once, in their minds,

I've interrupted their blood sacrifice.

The butcher boy said, if I didn't

choose someone else to sacrifice,

they'd choose for me.

So that's what's been going on

in the woods.

- Pagan sacrifice?
- Among other dangers, yes.

And now they've chosen me?

Because somehow they've got

the idea that threatening you

is a good way to get

to my brother.

But that doesn't

matter now, does it?

What matters is finding out who left

this marker in Mary's chambers.

What matters is her safety.

I'll make sure that there's a guard

outside your room at all times.

You need to find out exactly

how serious this threat is.

Ask the hunters that

you know in the woods.
Talk to the guards,
Nostradamus, anyone.

Maybe the servants saw how the

necklace got into my rooms.

I'll question them.

Mary.

I'm sorry.

I'd never have cut those bodies down

if I'd known it would lead to Mary.

I don't blame you

for cutting the bodies down.

I'd have done the same thing.

Then what are you

so angry about?

There are too many secrets

between us, brother.

Far too many.

I'm sorry, Your Grace,

I've never seen it before.

You're certain? And nobody

unfamiliar has entered my chambers?

No, Your Grace.

Ask the household servants if

they've seen any strangers about.

- It's important.
- Yes, Your Grace.

- I'm sorry, Lady Kenna...

- Stop.

You said you would

break things off with Diane.

I trusted you and I took you

at your word.

- Lady Kenna, Your Majesty.

- Oh, yes, I know.

- I did exactly as I promised.

- How can you say that?

You brought her back from Paris and

she stood at your side as she always has.

Come, stand at my side.

Please.

It's been a long time

since I used that word.

It's true, it's an honor

to stand beside a King.

It implies something.

I understand that.

But...

to have a King behind you.

And...

on his knees.

♪ I'll take the easy cynicism

♪ Less talking, more reason...

(moans)

♪ I... over you...

Why is she back here?

Diane's being moved

to the cottage.

You... are my mistress,

Lady Kenna.

She is my friend
and the mother of my son.

The cottage?
Here on the grounds?

The grounds are

quite expansive.

- When?
- I don't know. Shortly.

There's an architect she employs in Paris.

Some renovations are required.

- Renovations?
- Yes.

- Well, how long will that take?

- Kenna.

I don't know.

And I don't care.

And neither should you.

♪ I, I, I...

It's over with her.

I'm with you now.

♪ Over you...

So...

♪ That's all you get from me.

...Be with me.

Do they really think I could

drag some innocent

into the woods

and slaughter them?

- DIANE: Could you? To save yourself?

- No.

But to save Mary?

I don't understand how you ever

worshipped alongside these savages.

I was young,
it was a different faith.

We worshipped the natural world.

A sacrifice was only a very

small part of it.

It was not human.

Do they count me one of them

because of you?

I don't know.

The larger question is

what people here in the castle

would consider you if they knew.

I'm Catholic. I practice

my father's religion.

- As do you.
- Have no illusions.

If they learned about my past,

we would both burn as heretics.

We're outsiders. You live here

at your father's will.

And someday, your brother's.

Do not covet his future wife.

Even the laws of your chosen

faith are clear on that.

- Mary is in danger because of me.

- And Francis knows that.

- If anything happened to her...

- He will blame you.

So... there's my choice?

Choose someone to kill...

Or let them kill Mary?

It's only a matter of time

now that they've marked her.

Pay the debt.

And then harden your heart

against her.

(liquid dripping)

(screams)

We need to get you

out of here.

They must have drugged me.

There's no other way

I-I would sleep through this.

My head feels as heavy

as that stag's.

- Please sit down, then.

- Look at my hand.

It looks as though
I've been burned.

Where you touched

the pendant.

Perhaps it was dipped in some sort

of poisonous oil, sumac or ivy.

How much danger am I in?

I don't know,
but I'm going to find out.

BASH:
Mary, are you all right?

Stay here.
I'll be right back.

- I don't know you at all.

- Yes, you do.

- This was meant to terrorize us.

- And motivate you.

- That's why they chose Mary.

- This horror was not my doing.

You need to remedy this.

I'd do it myself, but it's you

that they want something from.

You do realize what

you're asking me to do.

I don't blame you for their actions,

but it's you who brought this on Mary.

They're asking me to take a life.

A life; a person.

To hang them from a tree,

slit their throat, and bleed them out.

- You do know that?

- Did you consult your experts?

Whoever it is
that you know in secret?

Or whatever it is
that you know in secret?

(door creaks)

Is there really no other way?

Good Lord, what is that?

How could this

have happened?

You've had someone break

into my room before.
Why don't you tell us
how it's done?

Are you accusing me of this?

We're not accusing you

of any involvement, Mother.

Does that mean

you know who's done this?

Right now, we're less worried

about who than how.

They'd have to have drugged her.

This is poppy.

I suspect your guard

was given the same thing.

Where is he?

Infirmary.
Severe stomach pains.

That means he drank

too much of it.

A stag's head. What message

is that meant to convey?

It's a symbol...

of the pagans.

What do either of you know

about pagans?

Only what
everyone knows...

That they're becoming bolder,

more ruthless, and thirsty for blood.

And it seems the more fear they spread,

the more power that they gain.

These devils have come inside

our walls.

Inside my home.

These heretics worked

together to threaten us.

Now we must work

together to stop them.
What an inviting little party.

Has Diane finally deigned

to acknowledge that we exist?

It's not Diane's gathering,

it's mine.

But these are

the King's chambers.

Yes, well, now they're

my chambers, too.

Because we're in love.

(chuckles)

You were bound to find out soon enough.

I just wanted to tell you myself.

- You and the King?

- In love?

I'm the King's

official mistress.

It's shocking, I know.

And amazing.

Kenna, it is,
it's... amazing.

You all probably think

it's a horrid idea...

Just like Mary.

Mary thinks
it's a bad idea?

- Why?
- You know Mary. Always so worried.

So cautious.

I suppose it's her job to worry.

It's not mine.

- I should say not.

- What's that mean?

Nothing.

If you're happy,
we're happy. Aren't we?

So, give us the details.

How did it happen?
When were you first alone with him?

Has he been
courting you for a long time?

It was fast.
Um, unexpected.

(gasping breaths)

GREER: But you knew him well

before things went too far?

Your Grace.

- KENNA: Very well.

- Can you tell us anything?

Does Catherine know?

What does Diane say?

Oh, who cares what Diane says?

I'm the King's mistress now.

Diane's the mother

of the King's favorite son.

She's a fixture at court.

She's been here for...

Decades, yes, I know.

Too long, some might say.

And now it's my turn.

The King can move on.

Kenna, that might not

be so easy.

It's been easy enough

for him so far.

Well, yes, I'm sure, but...

Look at those tiles.

"H" and "D" for Henry and Diane.

Their love is literally

written in stone.

What is this, water?

I asked for mint sprigs.

Most of the castle servants

are gathered to hear from you.
Shall I send a few back
to the kitchen?

Your uniform, Robert.

It's a disgrace! Fix it.

- You may let them in now.

- What are you waiting for?

By now, you've all heard

what has happened.

Someone who is no friend of France

has invaded the castle and threatened us.

All of us.

This was done in the name

of a faith

that some of you may feel

sympathy for.

Please know that we do not

judge this faith today,

only the actions that someone

has wrongly taken in its name.

Queen Catherine and I cannot promise

that the guilty parties will not suffer.

Only that they will suffer

more intensely

if someone does not come

forward.

For the sake of France,

for your King, and for peace,

if you know anything,

please step forward.

You will have our protection...

And our thanks.

None of you have

stepped forward,

that must mean that none

of you knows anything.

that none of you knows anything.

Except that isn't

possible, is it?
Let me explain why
we will have an answer.

People are questioning whether

they're safe in this castle.

My home.

That means
they're questioning me...

And everyone in this room.

One of you knows who did this.

And they will come forward.

By midnight.

If not...

I will send my guards

to your villages

and burn each of your homes

to the ground.

No killers on hand, my Lord,

if that's what you're looking for.

A baker who tried to sleep

with a nobleman's serving maid,

two drunks, and a thief from Alsace.

(sighs)

- Bring me the thief.

- Release Samson.

Don't tell anyone

I was here.

Yes, my Lord.

Don't call me "my Lord."

KENNA: They pain me.

Doesn't that matter to you?

HENRY:
Yes, but this is my bedroom.

I don't want to vacate it for repairs

which don't need to be made.

- The tiles stay.

- Well, I can't bear to look at them.
Then don't. I'll have them covered
with any tapestry you like.

Tapestries Diane's chosen.

- She decorated this room, didn't she?

- Oh, Kenna. I'm weary of this.

I'm beginning to find affairs

of state more appealing.

- Yes, I can't take my mind off them.

- You're being ridiculous.

Diane's having
a 15-bedroom cottage redone.

And you won't even replace

some tiles for me?

Do you stop to think

what this must be like for me?

- I risked everything for you.

- Kenna.

They're just tiles.

And how many believed you

when you told them that?

Where are they now?

- I won't be one of them.

- You have me.

- You have nothing to fear.

- You say that.

Yes, and if you can't

trust my word,

how can changing some tiles

be enough to persuade you?

I don't know. But if it matters enough,

you'll find the answer.

If you don't mind my asking,

my Lord, where are we going?

I told you. You're being conscripted

for a military mission.

Where will we meet

these other soldiers?

I've fought for the King before.

Usually we gathered up in the Bailey.
This way. (Horse snorts)

That's Blood Wood.

Is that where we're going?

- Would you rather go to jail?

- I might.

What do you want from me?

What's going on?

We're not going to meet up

with other soldiers, are we?

Keep moving.
Stop talking.

We're almost there.

Come on.
(horse neighing, snorting)

Where's Mary?

I don't know.

The last I saw her, she was

questioning the staff with the Queen.

I'm sure she'll be here soon.

Who'd want to miss this?

I suppose the King wants

our minds off our troubles.

KENNA: I wish I could

get my mind off him.

Did I go too far?

Demanding that he
tear out a handful of tiles.

Where is the King now?

He said I mustn't
miss the fireworks.

Of course he wouldn't say

why he couldn't join me.

Was he trying to get rid of me so

he could have a moment alone with Diane?

Is there some other mistress

that he's courting?

God knows I've been trying

his patience lately.

- Kenna, shut up.

- I'm sorry!

God, no wonder he can't

stand me anymore.

No, shut up and look.

(gasps)

(laughs)

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah.

- You're missing the fireworks.

- So are you.

Most of the household staff

has been interviewed.

We caught a groom in a lie,

but it led nowhere.

Has Bash learned anything?

He said he was going to question

the seriousness of the threat.

He knows how serious it is.

I've been doing some questioning of my

own, and do you know what I've learned?

No, tell me.

That Bash used his position, and money

to take a prisoner from the castle jails.

A prisoner he warned
would not be returning.

A thief.

And I can guarantee you that

that thief does not deserve

to be strung up in the woods

and slaughtered like an animal.

And Bash does not deserve

to be the one to do it.
Is that what it means
to pay the debt?

Human sacrifice?

Bash wouldn't do it.

I think he would.

For you.

And I can't say that I don't want him to.

Because I care for you as well.

I knew that my brother had

feelings for you, I just...

- Had no idea how deep they ran.

- You needn't worry about that.

But there is something

I should tell you.

If you mean to tell me that you've

been in his arms, you needn't bother.

I saw you.
I saw you both.

It was a mistake,
I wasn't thinking, and he...

He what? Forgot that

he was my brother?

Forgot that you were my fiancée?

I know that I've made

mistakes with Olivia.

Seems like the biggest mistake that I made

was being completely honest with you.

I've been nothing but since you returned,

and each time I've paid the price.

Well, tonight, Bash is paying

the price as well.

I didn't realize...

I've warned you of the stakes

of life at court.

I told you that we can't act

on whim, on feeling.

- You didn't listen.

- I did!
Then why are we here now?

And who will my brother be

when he returns?

I wonder if Henry's cheap

display of affection works.

If the melted candles

pleased his young mistress.

Maybe the fireworks

had unintended benefits

of frightening
the heathens in the woods.

Do you think they fear fire?

Those pagans?

I couldn't say,
Your Majesty.

They should.

(knocking)

WOMAN: May I have a

word with Her Majesty?

This one claims

she has information.

Hmm.

Y-Your Highness.
I know it's late, but...

You realized the time,

and you knew your house

was about to burn down.

I understand why you're here.

Yes, Your Grace.

Well, out with it then.

Contrary to public opinion, I do not

relish destroying people's homes.

I believe the girl was hoping

for some confidentiality.

Wait just outside,

if you please.
I'll call if I need anything.

You'd better have more

than mere gossip.

You already have my suspicion

for waiting so long.

My father always told me

that to stick your neck in

was to see your neck cut.

- Well...
- And...

Though I saw one of your guards

take that stag's head,

- I didn't see his face...

- Was it one of my guards?

Yes.

I could tell by his uniform.

He came in for scraps

as they often do.

He didn't think
anyone saw him.

And he-he's a guard,

I wasn't about to stop him.

- You stick your neck in and...

- Yes, we've already covered that.

I have nearly a hundred guards.

Did you notice anything

about him, anything at all?

He was covered in blood.

Once he had that thing in his grasp.

I can tell you that.

You didn't see no

blood on anyone?

No, I didn't see

a guard drenched in blood.

If he'd a brain,
he'd have changed.

He would have changed.

But a guard has
only one uniform.

Another's would be
ill-fitting, unkempt.

My guard Robert,
where did he go?

He left, Your Highness.

He said you dismissed him.

Well, I didn't.

He's responsible
for the stag's head

placed in the queen

of Scotland's room.

He's a heretic! Find him.

Now!

What are you gonna do to me?

(grunts)

Tie it around your feet.

My feet?

Are you one of those devils of the woods?

The ones who-who spill blood?

I said tie your feet.

And stop talking.

- Please.
- Stop begging.

- Say your prayers. You have time.

- Time? Time for what?

I need an audience.
Or all this will be for naught.

I only stole the money

to feed my family.

Maybe I deserve to lose

a hand, but not-not-not this!

My little girl,
she's only three.

She needs her father

to look after her.

We all have people

to look after.

(rustling nearby)

Oh, please, don't do this!

(crying): Oh, no! Don't...

(yelling)

Please release me!

Silence or I will peel you

before I slice you.

I don't deserve this!

Oh, God! No!

You've threatened
someone very close to me.

Now, I need to know.

If I kill someone, anyone, even

someone as wretched as this,

my debt will be paid.

The conditions are simple.

Make the choice and the

offering, any human offering,

and your debt is paid.

Then I choose you.

Don't pretend this faith

is so strange to you.

You're betraying your family,

bastard-born or not.

Shut up!

(both grunting)

It's not just the King's

blood in your veins.

Your mother's blood

is our blood.

(grunting)

(gasping)

I think you're ignorant,

I think the bloodlust is in you.
(gasps)

Now it's in you.

Oh, please.

(door opens)

I know that frown.

I see the same on you.

Are you not

happy to see me?

Yes. Of course.

I was thinking about our son.

I'm sure it's not easy

on him to see you displaced.

It's not the first time.

I feel displaced
as well.

She wants to... change things.

There's workers in my bedroom.

Dust and noise.

How long will the work take

on the cottage, hmm?

You don't need to worry about it.

I'll take care of it all.

Why can't she do that?

Fix things without bothering me?

She's very young.

Perhaps she'll learn.

- (scoffs) When will I learn?

- I don't care what you learn.

As long as you
don't forget.

Not with you to remind me.

(chuckles)

- Has Sebastian returned?

- SARAH: Not yet.

And you told his servant

to bring word immediately?
- I did. My Lady, you need to rest.
- Yes, fear is exhausting.

That guard will be caught

before dawn,

but I wish I knew Bash had returned

without harm to himself or...

Come and sit with me, Sarah.

Tell me something about yourself

I don't know.

There must be some story

you'd find more diverting than mine.

- Some fairy tale maybe?

- One with a happy ending.

Shall I return
that for you?

You lied.

You said that you had

never seen the necklace,

but you're the one

who put it on my pillow.

Guards! Don't bother.

If the King's bastard

fails again to pay his debt,

he'll need to learn.

- How many of you are there?

- Enough.

Sarah, you'll burn for this!

All of you.

Guards!

(screams)
Jackal, let me go!

SAMSON: In the end,

you did nothing wrong.

Though I wish I'd known

what you were planning.

- Better that you didn't.

- More convincing, I suppose.

Lord knows
you convinced me.

I'd have done the same,

in your position.

Anything it takes
to protect someone I love.

But now you don't need

to do a thing more.

What else would

I do, exactly?

- After my debt was paid?

- Nothing.

You think I still

mean you harm?

- Why would that be?

- All I meant was...

You don't pick

your family or their faith.

And it doesn't matter whose

blood flows through your veins.

You choose your own path.

Or your King will.

I come from a town where it's

better to be a Protestant.

But now, being so close

to the King, I'm Catholic.

Declared.
Devout, even.

How close do you think

I am to the King?

- Do you know who I am?

- No.

You think I once shared the faith

of those savages, that it was mine?

- No.
- Mine and my family's?

The family I couldn't pick.

I don't want anything, I swear.

You're the King's bastard.

And my mother is?

Diane de Poitiers.

(screams)

FRANCIS: Are you all right?

Were you hurt?

I'm fine.

Have they caught

your mother's guard?

Robert was caught fleeing

through the Blood Wood.

Now he's down in

the jails with your maid.

They'll be questioned...
until they are burned.

It's done.
The debt's been paid.

You're safe now.

Bash, what did you do?

Tell me.

I'm sure it was more than you

thought you were capable of.

- If we're finished...
- We're not.

You were both in terrible danger because

of what you mean to each other...

And what that meant to me.

For a moment, more

than one, I thought

you deserved
to die for what you did.

Not by my hand,
but in the wood.

That if it happened, you'd have

brought it on yourself.

- MARY: Francis...
- But it could be at my hand.

We both know it.

I'm going to be King someday.
Mary is already a Queen.
We are rulers.

We need to lead with a clear

head and compassion.

We've too much power to let anger

and jealousy cloud our judgment.

And our situation...

Well, it lets others

get between us.

Not if we swear to be true

to one another. Not if we promise.

What is an engagement but a promise?

And it means nothing.

Because unless it makes sense

for France, I can't marry you.

And if a better option arises

for Scotland, you need to take it.

- It is your duty.
- What are you saying?

We have positioned ourselves

for the worst sort of pain.

When it is right for France,

should you agree,

I will be by your side,

fully committed.

Until then...

You can spend your time

with others.

I have to accept that.

You mean I do.

Is this really about Olivia?

Someone needs to take control

of things between us.

I can do it.

I can keep my distance.

Even if it means releasing you

to another.
Anyone...

But not my brother.

Is that a warning,
little brother?

Yes, it is.

I can't promise
you anything.

You can't burn the truth,

or him!

He is sent by the true gods.

Defy him, and he will come for you!

For your last drop of blood.

Your sons and daughters, too!

(sobbing)

(screaming)

AYLEE: Mary, you can't watch this.

I begged them to offer her

the mercy of a quick death

before they put her on the pyre.

(couple screaming,
arrow releases)

(man screaming)

They put an arrow

in her, then.

They're not who

we thought they were.

He threatened
my life tonight.

- The blood priest?

- I was speaking of Francis.

Trying to rule his heart

by ruling mine.

We're not safe here.

You have to heed your

brother's warning about Mary.

The real warning is

that there are people

who matter more,

and people who matter less.

Those who will be remembered,

and those who will be forgotten.

I'll make sure

you're remembered.

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Mary and Francis are forced to rely on one another when the castle is taken
hostage, and Catherine shocks everyone when she makes a surprising proposal to try
to save their lives. Meanwhile, Bash's mother Diane tells Bash of her plan to have
him legitimized.
Nostradamus:
Since mary, queen of scotland,

Was a child,

The english have wanted

her country and her crown.

She is sent to France

to wed its next king,

To save herself and her people,

A bond that should protect her.

But there are forces

that conspire...

Forces of darkness,

Forces of the heart.

Long may she reign.

Previously on reign...

That's diane de poitiers,

the king's mistress.
Then that must be sebastian,
the king's bastard.

Bash:
It's olivia d'amencourt.

She left a few months

before you arrived.

Brokenhearted?
Yes, he was.

When it is right for France,

I will be by your side.

Until then, you can

spend your time

With others but

not my brother.

Catherine:
He'd known her first.

She was there

in his heart all along.

We're not safe here.

There are people

who matter more

And people who matter less.

I'll make sure

you're remembered.

I don't see bash.

Isn't it the custom

for every able-bodied man

To ride to war
with the king?

Oh, it's not war.

Just a minor
display of temper

By some peasants.

Our sebastian's probably out

Riding at the front

with the king.
Men must find something
to kill from time to time.

It's a pity
they can't live

Harmoniously like women.

Harmoniously?

Like you and me?

Oh, I was thinking more

Of you and olivia.

What a sweet,
generous girl you are.

She and francis can't

keep away from each other,

And you just take it in stride.

Francis and I have

an understanding.

Well, that's exactly

what I mean.

Knowing that another girl

has his heart,

You just soldier on,

serving the alliance.

You have no idea what

is in francis's heart.

I know francis is
not the sort

To bed a girl
that he didn't love.

I'm so pleased that you've made

room for her in your life,

As I made room for diane.

Olivia.

Your majesty.

A few comments
if you don't mind.

First, well done on

getting my son into bed.

But now you need

to keep him there.

If you want to be
the queen of France...

You want me to be
queen of France.

I just wanted him back.

Unfortunately,

He loves mary.

You can't know that.

How much detail

would you like?

Uh...

When our passion

reached its limit,

He called out a name.

It was not mine.

Hmm.

Accept that I've lost.

I have.

Francis: On guard.

It's not a toy, charles.

It's an instrument
of diplomacy.

Nanny:
Let's go, charles.

My mother's fault.

She's forcing everyone to learn

how to use these things.

Forks.

A neapolitan count is coming.

She doesn't want us

To look like barbarians

before a fellow italian.
Is that why your father has
asked you to stay?

He must be greeted
by a king or a dauphin

Or else it's an insult.

Well, at least
you'll have more time

To spend with olivia.

In bed.

Ah.

We agreed our engagement

was strictly business.

Mm, until it's not?

I hate

This plan of yours, francis.

Do you have any

idea how it feels

To watch you parade

your lover around court?

I did no such thing.

I can't help it
if the servants gossip.

While I'm am in a
nunnery of one,

Listening to your
mother crow over me.

Is this what
you really want?

Are we any happier

than we were before?

No.

But we don't know

what the future holds.

We could be married off

to other people tomorrow

If it were necessary.
I didn't mean to hurt...

I just needed to forget you

for a while.

To forget that I can't have you.

Mary, to stay sane,

We must stay apart.

You know it's true.

So is your father telling you

To get married?

He would never
put it like that.

The letter asks if I've met

any agreeable men.

Of fortune.

Your father seems

to expect a lot of you.

My family's wealth comes

from mining.

And the mines are playing out.

I have to do my part.

And all I've been raised to do

Is dress nicely
and smile at men.

I happen to like that smile.

I can't even do that.

I've never eaten an

egg in my whole life

That someone else

didn't cook for me.

Well, come here.

Take the pan.

No, I can't.

Come on.
I've seen love

and I've seen pain

but never in my life

Now, you see

How fast it's cooking?

In a minute, you're going

to flip it over.

It's easy, you'll see.

It's like this.

Only you have to have the

courage of your convictions.

You have to mean it.

I mean it.

The flip never works

without confidence.

I'm telling you,

I mean it.

hey...
Now.

I fix my heart...

Oh. Well...

If you'd seen the things

we've put back together

For you people upstairs.

Well, you know what?

Forget all this.

Come on, let's go somewhere.

Today, while we can.

Did you know there's hot

springs in the hills?

Your troubles, they can't follow

you into water that warm.

But I can.

don't be afraid, we all sort

it out this way, hey.
Be on your best behavior.

He's from a minor family,

but they have influence.

The honorable count vincent,

of naples!

There's no one
to misbehave in front of

As french court is
nearly vacant.

Smile. Remember, it was

less than a year ago

That henry was at war

with half of Italy.

Your majesty.

What a blessing to be in
your luminous presence.

Grazie.

I should explain my lack

of punctuality to king henry,

But I see the son

and not the father.

Unfortunately the king is

away at the moment.

But what better host

Than a fellow italian?

Your majesty?

I must ask the count's men

For their weapons

Before I show them

to their rooms.

King henry would expect it.

Of course. It's just

a formality, count.

You don't mind?

I insist.
I thought you'd be going off
to fight with your father.

I changed my mind.

I've had enough

of killing for a while.

Sebastian, have you thought

about what will happen to us

When your father dies?

Why should anything

happen to us?

Francis will be king,

that's all.

And you have such faith

in his love for you?

Catherine will throw me

out of this castle

Before henry's body is cold.

And your brother's mercy is

All that will stand

between you and death.

What's the point of talking

about this?

There's nothing either

of us can do to change things.

What if you were no

longer a bastard?

What if you were legitimized?

Given legal status

as henry's son?

Does father want this?

Why shouldn't he want it?

You've always been his favorite.

And you've always said

we're his favorites

Because we never ask him

for anything.

It's not such an

unreasonable request.

This is happening
all over europe.

Kings claiming
their children.

It's even been said

the bastard elizabeth

May take the

throne in England.

Well, that's certainly

not happening here.

If henry's marriage

To catherine were
to be annulled...

That is treason.

You're talking about changing

The line of succession.

And that's the sort of talk

That gets bastards

and mistresses beheaded.

Your grace.

You must guard

her close, dauphin.

Or someone might steal her away.

How delightful.
Ah.

All of Italy has heard

of the gold goblets

Given you by pope clement

on your marriage.

No doubt you keep them

for more important guests.

So, count, is this

your first visit to France?

No, I was on french soil

less than a year ago

To negotiate for my son.

He was taken prisoner

Along with some other officers

near the italian border.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

War is costly.

One's money
must be recouped somehow.

Holding hostages for ransom

Is an old tradition.

And did you secure

your son's release?

Of course.

Roberto was held

for eight months.

I bargained like
any italian would... shrewdly.

I worked my way up through

two colonels and a general.

And negotiated
with the king.

And one day

he was returned to me.

For 1,500 ducats.

It is hard to appraise
the value of a human life.

But now I know my son's.

1,500 ducats.

I have France to
thank for that...

Clarity.

To peace. And long friendship.

To clarity.

I knew it,
I knew I'd be ridiculous.

No, no,
you're-you're-you're fine.

Very... Very peasant-looking.

Who are you two?

We're from the kitchen.

Soft hands for a kitchen maid.

All right, back to the kitchen,

both of you.

No one's leaving today.

What's happening?
I think we've lost the castle.

Tell me, your highness,

when do you expect king henry

To return with his men?

Quite soon.

Knowing my father,

He could return at any moment.

Really?

I understand they traveled

to lorraine

To put down some village unrest.

And yet you seem surprised

He wasn't here to greet you.

Mary?

Go upstairs.

Now.

I can present this to henry

as a fait accompli.

A "fait accompli."

You've spoken
with the pope, have you?

No.

But I've spoken to

a cardinal or two.

And you'd be surprised how

quick they are to respond

When given a substantial bribe.

Enough!

It's never happening.

Displacing my brother?

Taking the throne of France

from him.

He took it from you.

You are the eldest son.

No.

Mother.

I'm happy as I am.

Count, perhaps it's time

to tell us why you're here.

It's not a diplomatic visit.

Vincent: You're right, dauphin.

I've come for

restitution.

Restitution?
The conditions

Of my son's confinement
were not ideal.

Roberto was returned

to me, yes,

But he died of dysentery

on his journey home.

Count, I'm so sorry.

To outlive a child.

The pain is...

Unimaginable.

Vincent:
My wife is dead,

I have no
other children.

I'm the last

of my name.

Am I not due
satisfaction?

Perhaps this discussion

should be postponed

Until the king's

return.

If I wanted to wait
for the king's return,

I wouldn't have
camped in the woods

For the last

three weeks,

Waiting for henry

and his men to leave.

You may leave

with your life.

That is all
we can offer.

No one is leaving, dauphin.

With your soldiers gone,

My men control the entrance.

They've taken your

few aged guards prisoner.

We have
their weapons.

The castle is secured, my lord.

This castle is now

under my protection

Until I receive
satisfaction.

You mean money.

You're holding us
for ransom.

Queen mary, I apologize.

You are an innocent

in all this.
Now we will
negotiate,

One italian to another.

Where are you going,

pretty one?

Excuse me.

And why such a hurry?

And who are you?

You'll find I'm

very good company.

Not like these dogs.

Get your hands off me!

You have no idea whom

you're dealing with!

Oh?

Who are we
dealing with?

I'm a special friend

of the king's.

The king's away,

Isn't he?

Let her go.

I am the queen of scotland

And that is my lady.

Kenna, go upstairs.

She's fine here.

Is something wrong,
your grace?

We're just having a bit of fun with this one,

my lord.

She's the king's whore.

Soldiers must have

their... Indulgences.

Of course, count, you know best.

It's just...
Lady kenna would be
So much more useful
to me upstairs.

Indeed, now that you are

master of this castle,

I humbly ask that

my scottish ladies and I

Retire to
our chambers

While you're negotiating

with the french.

Oh, by your mercy.

I suppose queens must also

have their indulgences.

I trust that,
in return,

You and your ladies will join

us for the feast this evening.

My men and I will

enjoy the best

At king henry's table

before we go.

Do not let the rough manners

of my men disturb you.

My word as
a gentleman...

You will not be harmed.

Thank you, count.

Of course we
will be there.

I am... So grateful
for your protection.

Kenna.

What happened to greer?

Do you think
the italians took her?

Your grace.

Greer, are you all right?

Greer: I can't stay long.

I've been in the kitchen.

Why are you

Dressed like a servant?

Servants are invisible.

I thought I'd be safer

as one of them,

So I borrowed
some clothes.

So you're
actually working

In the kitchen?
Trying to work,

And making rather

a mess of it.

What's going on up here?

Are you all right?

Lola:
For the moment.

All we can do is
wait to find out

If the queen and francis will

strike a bargain with the count.

But I have never

been good at waiting.

Clarissa?

Are you there?

There are men in the castle,

bad men,

And they want to hurt us.

We can't get out.

There must be another way

out of the castle,

Through these tunnels.

I need you to mark me a path,

A safe path...

...So I can get people

out of here.

Please.

That is ten times

What you paid

for your son.

Think of all the things

you could buy with that gold.

It is a generous offer.

But...

...It does not grant me

satisfaction.

Of course.

Gold will not

resurrect your son,

Or your family line.

What you need, count,

Is a bride.
Mother...

The queen of scotland

is unmarried

And still a virgin.

She could
give you sons.

Royal sons.

Take her back

with you.

Demand ransom,

Or force a marriage.

Once she's ruined,

she'd have to accept.

Vincent:
That is a generous offer.

Does the dauphin agree?

No.

No, the dauphin thinks

his mother is underbidding.
Francis...

You don't
want a wife.

You want revenge.

So take it.

Take me.

Fra... My son
is not well.

Francis, you are not...

Take me for ransom.

We can leave for

Italy tonight.

And you will have

the heir to France

As your hostage.

At last.

A serious offer.

And one I will accept.

What do they call you?

"bastard," mostly.

What's this for?

I'm a nice man.

Thanks,
I appreciate it.

I don't suppose you could

talk to someone about...

...Getting me out of here?

Grazie.

How did the

bargaining go?

They're taking francis.

For ransom?

He gave
himself up.
To save you
and the rest of us.

He would.

Yes, his integrity

can be annoying.

But we can't let it happen.

I agree.

That's why I've come here.

We must get him,

and all of our people,

Out of this place.

Yes. The secret

passageways

Underneath the castle...

Oh.

For a moment,
I thought you had a plan.

The passageways
are a maze.

They're full of pitfalls,

unstable ground.

They're a death trap

to anyone

Who doesn't know a safe way through,

and no one does.

I do.

I used to play down there

when I was a child.

I know that there is

a passage that runs

From a hidden door

In the main hall,

through the tunnels,

And comes out by the stables.

I've marked it with chalk.

So we should just all troop

down to the main hall
And out through
your secret door?

How secret
will it be

With a dozen italians

patrolling the halls?

It's our
only chance.

But stay here

and die if you wish.

Or you could allow me

to improve on your plan.

We need
a distraction.

Something to remove these

animals from our halls

And collect them in one place.

The count's feast

should do nicely.

The count expects us

to attend his feast.

How can we do that

And escape at
the same time?

That's just
the point.

If we're all there,

he'll suspect nothing.

Francis is under
guard in his room,

They won't expect him

at the feast.

We need to buy him time,

a head start to get free

And get our people out,

all of them.

The women, the children,

the servants.
You know he won't leave
without them.

We'll keep
the count

And his men busy,

And when our people

are safely out,

We'll follow suit.

How?

Once we are seated

at the feast,

There is no way
out of that room.

We'll find an excuse

to get you and the girls away.

Don't you think the count

will find it suspicious

If all of his guests

start leaving?

That's why
I'll remain behind.

The queen of France,

in their power.

Why would they

expect a trap?

You?

Yes.

A martyr?

How can I trust you?

You've been trying to get

rid of me since I arrived.

Whatever has been

between us,

Believe me now.

Believe that
I love my son.

I would go into
hell for him.

How far will you go?

I swear on
my immortal soul

That I will be

The last person

out of that room.

Our options are extremely

limited right now.

There's no one left to

trust but each other.

Or perhaps you'd prefer

to trust the count?

You've looked
into his eyes,

As have I.

If francis
leaves with him,

Do you truly think

he'll ever come back?

No.

The count will

kill him.

It seems that we will go

into hell together, then.

Mary:
Francis, no.

Not your brothers, too.

The count was

in here earlier.

He actually played with

charles for a few minutes.

You'd think that someone

who played with a child

Would enjoy it,

but his eyes were dead.

Gold is useless.
He's lost his line.

He wants to take father's

in return.

This is why you must

agree to our plan.

The plan is madness.

I've seen the way

the count looks at you.

And you're asking me

to leave you with him?

With my mother?

You know you

can't trust her.

No, if I get
out of this room,

The first thing I'll do

is come for you.

If you come for me,

they will kill you,

And your brothers

will be lost.

I won't leave you.

This is not
negotiable.

Mary...

I...

I know.

I'm sorry.

About olivia.

About all
the foolish ways

That I've tried

to manage things.

None of that
matters now.

Your brothers,
The others who
are trapped here,

They are our people now.

If we are to rule
as king and queen,

We must trust each other

to do what is necessary.

I believe that you can

lead them to safety.

Believe that I can

get myself out of that room.

My god, mary...

Promise me you
won't come back.

Is that clear?
Once the door is shut,

It cannot be opened again

from the outside.

My dear,
you look lovely.

You will wait until you hear

two sharp taps.

You will open it first

for francis,

And later for me.

Why must I be the one

to wait in the dark?

Is this your idea of revenge?

Because the count won't miss you,

silly girl.

Only mary's ladies were

invited to the feast.

No. And if you fail in

your duties in any way,

I promise you will meet

with my extreme displeasure.

You must close

the door completely,
Or the guards
will find you.

Count says anyone

who flouts his authority

Gets a death sentence.

Why aren't you killing me?

Your mother's paying me

to look after you.

Yes, apparently she's good

at bribes.

Mary, I can't do it.

Think of how angry

they'll be

When they discover

they've been tricked.

We'll be gone before they do.

Aylee:
What if it doesn't work?

What if he
doesn't believe you?

I know what you're thinking.

It's what any woman would think.

But I've come to tell you

not to be afraid.

I'll be there
when you enter the room

And I'll be there

when you leave.

Get through this night,

And these men will be gone

from your lives.

And suddenly you care about us?

Aylee:
Lola, she wants to help,

To shield us
from these evil men.

Please, when has the french

court not been full

Of evil men? And women?

Since we got here,

We've been lied to by people

who smile

And say pretty things as

they stab us in the back.

At least these men don't pretend

to be our friends.

I agree with lola.

You come in here

mouthing platitudes,

But you have no idea

what this is like,

To have a target on your back.

I know exactly
what this is like.

When I was eight years old,

Rebels stormed
the florentine palace.

Both my parents were already dead,

but my name

And my family's fortunes made me

a target.

At eight years old?

War doesn't spare children.

I was held hostage for years,

Until finally they had

to decide what to do with

This medici girl.

Many of the soldiers,

men like these,

They demanded that I be turned

over to them

So that they would...

So that I would be shared.

And I can still hear their
laughter outside the convent.

That sickening laughter.

What happened?

The nuns and I prayed.

We prayed for god

to send the pope

And his armies to retake

the city and rescue me in time.

And then one day...

The laughter stopped.

It grew quiet.

And I stepped out

Into the sunlight,

over their bodies,

And pope clement welcomed me

into his arms.

I emerged intact

And so will you

if you have faith.

Gentlemen, please,
my gift to you.

Shh...

After you, your grace.

Don't look.

mmm.

I need you to keep quiet

and keep behind me.

Come on.

Everyone!
Look, it's happening now.

You have to go meet the prince

in the south hall.

Go. Come on.

I'll keep serving.
If you're
the only servant left,

The italians
will suspect something.

Come on, quickly.

Down the stairs.

Wait for me at the bottom.

God save you.

Thank you, your highness.

I hear the guards walking by.

I know they'll find me.

Olivia, you need

to wait here.

You need to wait for mary

and her ladies,

Or they'll be trapped.

So I must stay for the

woman you really love.

I'm nothing to you

or your mother

But a game piece to move

back and forth at your will!

She crushed my reputation

like you crush an insect,

And you're just as bad!

My mother?

Whatever you're upset

about we can discuss later.

Right now we need

you here, urgently.

Lives are at risk.

Count...

I'm-I'm afraid
I'm feeling a little bit...

Straitlaced?

I beg your pardon?

It's difficult to breathe.

Are you ill, your grace?

No, my lord...

It's my...

...Corset.

Perhaps you should

retire until the...

Crisis is averted.

Thank you, count.

It's so difficult
without servants.

My ladies will
attend me.

This way.

This way. Come on.

Mary, where are you?

Francis, are you leaving us?

Go. Go. Go, go.

Perhaps it's
the wrong panel.

Olivia?

Hurry, it only opens

from the inside.

Olivia?!

olivia!

Bruno
what's this?

Where's the girl

with the soft hands?

Where's everybody?

I meant it.

Is he dead?
Did I kill him?

One of us killed him.

No way to tell which one.

Count vincent sent me

to find you.

Oh, we were just

on our way back.

What are you?

Count vincent...

...Isn't this enough?

You know the king will go to war

for his heirs.

What of it?

Can henry give me

the life I had a year ago?

Then let the heavens fall.

Enough.

Thank you for this

generous feast.

Now we will be
on our way.

Please.

Please do not take my children.

What else can I give you?

Do you want women?

Take them. Take their virtue.

Catherine, no!
You liar!

They won't dare say a word

about it. They'd be ruined!

You can have them,

you can have anything...

Give me your heart then.

Carve it out
and hand it to me

So that we might
understand one another.

That is diplomacy;
To understand my loss.

To carry the weight of your dead

heart with you

Every night and day

until you find your grave!

Roberto.

Give me roberto...

And I will let

your children live.

Forgive me, mary...

...For I am not
a gentle man.

Give yourself airs, do you?

Kenna!

Will you not stop this?

Have you no honor?!

Count vincent.

Count vincent!

Do you know why your son is dead?

Because of you.

Because, unlike me, you aren't

willing to pay the necessary price.

So I'll make you a new offer.

Take your hands off of mary

And I'll let you leave

this castle with your life.

My lord? My lord!

Vincent:
No...

We... We ate
the same food.

We drank my wine.
Poison is an art.

And the essence of art

is surprise.

The gold.
I never touched your gold,
medici bitch.

Your son awaits you.

It's all right,

kenna.

Catherine saved us.

All right.
It's all right.

Aylee:
Why didn't you tell us?

I learned long ago

that only a secret known

By one person
remains a secret.

And of course, I...

I wasn't sure
it would work.

Kenna, I'm so sorry.

I'll be all right.

Francis:
I'll get her to the infirmary.

Here. Come with me.

Take my arm.

It's all right.

That could have been me.

Or worse.

Why did you stop

the count?

Why didn't you

just let him...

Finish me off...

Ruined my chances
of marrying francis?

You risked your life for my son.

Perhaps I owed you...

A moment of respect.
You called them animals.

Soldiers, laughing.

That sound you

couldn't forget.

That story you told us,

They didn't make in time,

did they?

In florence?

The first lesson I ever learned

Was never to wait

for a man's rescue.

History is written
by the survivors.

And I am surely that.

Diane:
Thank heavens it's over.

Mother, when you said

there was circumstances

Under which the vatican

would agree

To my taking
the throne.

Things change politically

all the time.

Politics, yes.

I thought you might mean

that if francis and his brothers

Were taken, or dead,

everyone would turn to me.

I'm of age to wed mary,

And henry would have a son

of his own blood.

I have the sense

you're suggesting something.

I noticed
count vincent's men
Were remarkably gentle with me,
when you think about it.

Even before you'd had

The chance to pay them

for their kindness.

What else did you do?

Did you tell the count

when father would be gone?

You were meant to be away

with your father,

And then you would have

missed it all.

He is my brother.

They took me in as family.

You are blood, not brothers.

Blood that catherine

wishes she could spill.

Stop this. This is poison.

You are not family.

You are a complication

of henry's lust

That they endure.

These are the people

that you want to protect.

I couldn't sleep.

Mary...

Why? Why did you come back?

You didn't know the gold was poisoned!

Mary, stop.

It was one man against ten.

They would have killed you!

Why would you do

something so stupid?

Because I love you.

What?
And because
it's pretty obvious now

That for us to stay sane,

we need to be together.

But what about not having

control of our lives...?

And-and France
and-and scotland...?

There has been entirely

too much thinking going on.

Tell me when you

want me to stop.

Never.

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Nostradamus tells Mary of his prophecy that one among them will die soon, which
causes Mary to make a decision that will forever change her relationship with
Francis.
Nostradamus:
Since mary, queen of scotland,

Was a child,

The english have wanted

her country and her crown.

She is sent to France

to wed its next king,

To save herself and her people,

A bond that should protect her.

But there are forces

that conspire...

Forces of darkness,
Forces of the heart.

Long may she reign.

If mary weds my son,

and it causes his death,

As you predicted,

This castle will see violence

Within its walls

like none before.

What if you were legitimized?

You're talking about changing

the line of succession,

And that's the sort of talk

That gets bastards

and mistresses beheaded.

Whatever has been between

us, believe me now,

That I love my son.

I would go into hell for him.

How far will you go?

It seems that we will go

into hell together then.

Mary:
Why did you come back?

You didn't know

the gold was poisoned.

It was one man against ten.

Why would you do

something so stupid?

Because I love you.

What?

Because it's pretty obvious now

that for us to stay sane,

We need to be together.
It's morning.
I know.

Oh. If the servants are

gossiping about your unmade bed,

It is too late to rectify

the situation.

Do you think
we're being too reckless?

I'm yours.

You're mine.

I hope you're pregnant.

Francis!

It would force
the wedding sooner.

How could my
father argue it?

You don't think

what we're doing is wrong?

As we are not wed yet?

After we rule for

a great long while,

And we leave France and

scotland to our children,

And our grandchildren and

our great grandchildren,

And we meet our maker,

You can ask

him yourself.

Forgive me, but

there's word for you...

From the holy see.

The pope?

The cardinal from the vatican

is in the throne room.

Or you could ask him now.

As the word
of god is back at court.

You can be honest.

I'd gladly trade pain
for respect.

Aren't you in enough pain?

Aren't I, seeing
you like this?

You've barely been by my side.

You need to rest.

'cause you've been

with her.

Kenna, please.
I hear the rumors.

I ask the servants.

Diane's been seen

in your room.

She gives me counsel.

She's my friend.

Can we please
forget about diane?

Can you? Henry.

Henry, please
look at me.

Tell me the truth.

Tell me that you love me.

I can't let her go.

I'm sorry. You wanted honesty.

I came back to the

horrors of this attack.

A stranger with an old vendetta

who came to destroy my line.

They came for your sons, but

they attacked me because of my

Association to you.

Because you made me

your mistress.

I nearly died because of you,

And you choose this moment

to tell me that you want her?

I don't know if she's a habit,

or a crutch, but I need her.

I've given you everything.

My virtue.

I'm... I'm destroyed.

Oh, that's simply not true.

Kenna, when we
started this,

You knew I had a

wife and a mistress.

Perhaps it was overreaching

on both our parts

To assume that I
was capable of...

Exclusivity.

So, this is it?

You're through with me?

That's not what

I'm saying at all.

We cacontinue.

But if you ask me again to

choose between you and diane,

I'll choose diane.

Does the cardinal's visit

Have anything to do with you?

With your plans for me?

No.

I would know in advance,

And the communications

have taken place

In the utmost secrecy.

Legitimization
takes time.

I don't want my brother's job.

Even if the job gets
you the woman you want?

Your majesty.
Your majesty.

She may care

For francis, but mary will

wed the next king of France.

That's no way to win a woman.

It worked for him.

Why not you?

God bless us all.

There is news sent to us

by cardinal tesson,

The papal emissary.

In England,

The tudor queen is dying.

Tesson:
While she has not named

Her successor...

Henry:
Many suspect, and believe,

The rightful heir

to the english throne

Is you, mary stuart.

The second England's queen

dies, you will make your claim.

Your marriage to my son

will strengthen that claim,

As it will show the world

That you have the might

of France at your side.

France fulfills its

promise to scotland

And to you.

It's time
you and francis are wed.
No, you can't do that.

We must celebrate.

It's god's will.

Do you hear me?

It's god's will.

Am I understanding
this right?

That a new condition of the

alliance, of our marriage,

Is that I deliver
England to you?

My father wants it.

The vatican's support makes him

think he can get it.

Elizabeth has
support, as well.

Armies she's been

gathering for years.

You realize what laying claim

to England could cost me?

Yes, I do.

It could cost you your head.

Henry: When the english queen dies,

so does henry the viii's line.

You are his next relation

by blood.

Elizabeth is
henry the viii's daughter.

By anne boleyn.
Her parents' marriage

Was never recognized by the

catholic church. She's...

Illegitimate.
Her claim is weak, at best.

In god's eyes,
she doesn't even exist.
How convenient
god has this opinion,

As elizabeth happens
to be protestant.

The pope doesn't want

To lose a nation
to protestantism.

Can you blame him?

A scottish queen
on the english throne?

A daughter born
of one of henry's wives,

Dismissed?

There will be uprisings.

Wars.

Catholics against protestants,

neighbor against neighbor.

England against scotland.

And elizabeth against mary.

Have you thought

about that?

They say she's very cunning,

and that she has many followers.

And she's always perceived mary

as a threat.

She will come after you,

Whether you've reached

For the crown or not.

As for strife,
civil wars, England

Will never be weaker.

What better time to strike?

If they push back,

if there are wars, we will win.

You hate them.

England tore into my
country for half a century.

They spilled french blood

on french soil.

Yes... I hate them.

You can make them ours.

Together, you will some day rule

half of europe.

England, scotland and France.

Don't let fear keep you

from greatness.

This is your destiny.

I want my son married

To England's next queen,

because I want England.

Cost me England,

And I will kill you.

Are we clear?

I know. It's over.

Did the vatican

tell you?

They don't need to.

There's no way

The church can support

a bastard's claim

To the throne in France

When it's crushing a

bastard's claim in England.

I'm sorry.
I'm not.

It was wrong of me to
dangle her in front of you,

To play with your feelings.

Don't.

You can't want her...

Even in secret,
even in your heart.

Francis will see

your desire for her.

You told me yourself,

he already has.

He forbade me from her.

And what effect did that have?

You and francis... you talk

As if mary's a cool glass

of water,

And I'm a man dying of thirst.

And it's only our talk

that makes you thirsty?

Do you know why I warn

you, why francis has?

Because there's a thirst

inside her, as well,

For you.

Keep your distance

from her.

No one is worth dying for.

You there,
are these diane's chambers?

Yes, my lady, but she's

not in at the moment.

Well, tell her

That the king's mistress

would very much like a meeting.

My lady, I'm glad

to have found you alone.

Do I know you?

I'm father ronissi, and you,

As I just heard,
are the king's mistress.

How do you do,

madame de poitiers?
You're younger
than I imagined.

I'm the priest

Who has been answering

your letters.

To the vatican?

About your son, sebastian.

Sebastian?
Of course you would

Want him recognized,

but you must realize,

With the pope's blessing of mary

and francis's wedding,

His desire to service

the faithful of England...

That your efforts must stop.

Mine... And the king's?

The king is completely unaware,

As you'd requested.

I hope you understand.

I'm beginning to.

I mean... Of course.

Thank you.

Are you breathing

easier now?

I still don't want to

go back to the castle.

They'll want answers.

My father didn't pose

our marriage as a question,

But I will.

Do you want this?

I want you,
but I'm afraid.

I don't want
to start a war.

And what if my
efforts fail?

What if no one supports

my claim in England?

Every catholic will.

I know you want time

to sort this out,

To assess what France

and the vatican can offer.

And maybe we have time

before the english queen dies,

Before you have

to stake your claim.

But we are a separate issue.

And this is our chance,

right now, to be together,

Without anyone or anything

standing in our way.

What are you saying?

Marry me.

And we'll figure out

What you should do

with England later.

You mean trick your father,

The king of France, into

believing that I agree with him?

Yes.

We should deceive him.

It's for a very good cause.

About England?

I'll pressure you,

and listen to you,

And argue with you,

And love you

until the day I die.
Together, we'll decide
what is right,

As husband and wife.

Marry me.

Say yes.

Yes. Yes!

I am sorry, your...
Your majesty.

Lady kenna said

you would be expecting her?

I need a
moment alone.

It would be in both
of our interests

For you to
hear me out.

Oh, god, you look terrible.

I feel for you,

But if this is about henry,

you can't imagine

How little he interests me

at the moment.

It's also about your son.

Mm.

I can save him

immeasurable pain.

Go.

Is this about the wedding?

The wedding? No,

it's about diane.

Oh. Get out.

Why do you allow her

to live here?

Why do you agree to coexist?

She means nothing to me,

not anymore.
Why, when she took what's yours,
what's now mine?

What does she

have over him?

And why shouldn't

we use information

That I have over her?

Go on.

I think diane plans

to have bash legitimized.

Behind your back,

behind henry's.

It could cost France

everything.

How do you know this?

I was on my way to her room

to confront her.

To say what?

I don't know.

Beg her to give me

a chance, I suppose.

Oh, dear lord,

you really are a child.

I was mistaken for her.

That's when I learned

of her efforts

To have him recognized

by the church.

What else
could that mean?

Her plans have come to naught.

That's what
the emissary told me.

He adores bash,

And obviously, he loves diane.

But he won't like this news,

not now.

Now with England in play.

She's rattling the line

of succession,

Just when France needs

to look very secure.

And undermining
existing rulers?

Well, some might call that

treason.

She could be
executed for this.

Would that take care

of your diane problem?

No, that's not what I want.

And yet, you could live with it.

Ah.

Go.

I'll see what I can do

with this information,

And how it might benefit me.

Hmm. Very good.

Greer:
We're so happy for you.

Lola, what about you?

I'm pleased.

I-I just...
I want you to be safe.

I want you to be sure.

England's an enormous risk.

Are you taking that risk

For us, your people,

or for the man you love?

My duty is to scotland,
and soon, to France.
I will make the decision
that my conscience dictates.

Francis knows that.

But the king's orders...

What the king doesn't know

won't hurt him.

Greer:
He'd defy his father for you?

For us, for his people.

He's a good man.

I'm going to marry him

tomorrow night.

Greer: Tomorrow?!
Wh...

But what... What

will you wear?

Aylee: Well...
Well, what about your mother?

She won't be here.

Well, I have all of you.

You're my real family.

Mary, come.

Let's try different

things with your hair.

Up or down? What do you think?

Depends on the veil.

My son doesn't believe

that the future can be seen.

He thinks it's his and mary's

to control.

I've tried to drive her away.

I've tried
to destroy her reputation,

His love for her.

I've terrorized her.

Nostradamus:
Don't do this.

She is an innocent.

No, she's his equal

in every way.

He loves her, she loves him.

What more could I want

for my son except his survival?

There is another way.

Except to remove the very source

of the problem.

Francis will know,

No matter how you

hide your treachery.

He will never
forgive you.

He can hate me
for the rest of his life.

God willing, it's a long life.

If francis won't
listen, tell her.

Tell mary the truth.

Tell her everything.

What, so she can tell others?

The court, the king?

So we can burn for your

dark magic, as heretics?

And for what, nostradamus?

The chance of
changing her own fate.

Of saving the man she loves.

And if I can't convince her?

Then there is no
saving her, is there?

From the content...

Of the bottle in your bag.

But if you kill mary,
we will burn anyway.

In the fires of hell

for all eternity.

What do you want?

You and I have been

through a great deal together.

I've come to respect you.

Do you think
I'm a stupid woman?

Easily fooled?

No.

And what about nostradamus?

I know that he's told you

about your future.

Do you believe him?

I believe his words have weight,

That he has certain insights.

What does any of this matter?

Nostradamus believes

That some day you will be

the cause of francis's death.

That your marriage

seals this fate.

He's seen the future.

If you wed my son,

it is very dark.

This is madness.

Everything you've
done to drive me away

Has been based on...

On some glimpse of-of a future?

A future that no one can know.

No one except him.

What nostradamus sees
Comes to pass,
I can assure you over the years.

Brutal storms, newborns dying.

Love and war, treachery.

This is mere superstition.

Henry would call it worse.

If you tell the king

What I've done,

and why I've done it,

He'd have grounds

for my beheading.

He'd have nostradamus killed

without a second thought.

I give you a very powerful

weapon against me,

Because I trust
you won't use it.

Instead, you'll do
what needs to be done.

And what is that?

Walk away from this marriage,

From francis.

A man I love, an alliance

that my country needs.

He will die if you marry him.

I know that I'm asking you

to sacrifice,

But if you believe, at all...

I don't.

I don't believe
any of it.

Be very sure of that.

Think about anything

nostradamus has ever told you,

Anything he's ever predicted.

Has it come to pass?

Have you told francis

about this?

He won't believe me.

He deserves at the very least

To know what you believe.

Oh. Is that really why

You would share the prophecy

with him?

Or is it so he could talk you

out of your fears?

Because he will.

Is it so he can
choose his own fate?

Because you know

he'd risk his life for you.

He loves you,
and you love him,

But that love must make you

strong, not weak.

Please don't let it kill him,

I beg of you.

What did you see?

Of francis?

What would make you believe?

And you must believe a little,

Or you'd have run straight

to francis, or to the king.

You told me once

That the lion would fight the

dragon in a field of poppies.

There was truth in that.

Yes, I did.

But that's not

your real question.

Ask it.
Can the future I see for you
and francis be changed?

Yes, it can.

By any other means than letting him go?

No.

All images of francis's death

are tied to your union.

You will be blamed for the death

of the queen's firstborn.

You will blame yourself,

most of all.

I see francis,

Barely older than he is now,

Cold to your touch.

You are wed

but childless.

Alone at this court.

Without a friend
to comfort you.

Stop. You're cruel.

Do you think I want

to see these things?

Do you think I want to tell

a mother her son will die?

So much sacrifice,
so much slaughter.

One among you, a girl, dead

in a day's time. Do you think...

What do you mean one among us?

Kenna.
Don't listen.

This is meant to scare me,

not you.

You said one among us.

A girl.

Yes. A girl.
I see your ladies,

Circled around.

I don't know who.

But one among you will die

before the next frost melts.

You said that some fates

could be changed.

Not this one.

None of us will die.

It's nonsense.

Nostradamus said I'd fall

in love with a man

With a white mark on his

face. That never happened.

Have you fallen

in love at all?

You disappear for hours.

Where do you go?

He said I'd never

go home again.

It haunts me still.

Greer:
That was his intention.

Nostradamus likes
to scare people.

He's the queen's watchdog.

Well, we can't trust her.

Maybe this is her last attempt

to keep you from francis.

Or she was trying to keep me

from francis to save his life.

I don't know if there's any

truth to this prophecy, but...

The queen and nostradamus seem

to believe what he's saying.

What do you believe?

You said you couldn't sleep
for days after you saw

Tomas' banner unfurl.

And it was a dragon,

as nostradamus predicted.

The lion and the dragon will

fight on a field of poppies.

The lion being

the english

That tomas' soldiers

sailed off to confront.

Sailors. On the sea.

So where was his field

of poppies?

You're right.

But tomas fought

his real battle,

The one he fought himself,

in the forest.

There were poppies

everywhere at that time,

All through the woods.

Where tomas was slain.

By francis.

And bash.

Bash:
You know how tomas died.

And, yes, there were poppies

there. In full bloom.

That's an odd thing to remember.

The mind focuses

on small things

When faced with the larger

horror of taking a life.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't

have brought it up.

To tell the truth, I-I'm

probably just looking

For connections
that aren't there.

To what end?

Did nostradamus tell you

something you hope is true?

No.

I've known him many years.

He's right more than he's wrong.

And when he's wrong,

I often wonder if we...

Misinterpreted what he said,

and he's too cautious

To argue otherwise.

Tomas' symbol was,

in fact, the dragon.

Self-important but self-chosen.

And the lion was the english,

of course.

As I said,
tomas chose his own symbol.

That's what
we bastard-born do,

As technically
we belong to no one.

Allowing me...

To choose the lion

for myself.

Is this the sword

you fought tomas with?

A fight to the death.

In a field of poppies.

dig up her bones

but leave the soul alone

broken dreams
and silent screams
empty churches
with soulless curses

we found a way

to escape the day

oh, oh, oh-oh

oh, oh, oh, oh...

Well done.

dig up her bones

but leave the soul alone

lost in the pages

of self-made cages...

I love that. That's

beautiful with the berries.

Let's see. Oh,

that's very sweet.

That's lovely.

these are hard times

these are hard times

for dreamers.

Dear diane. Henry will

be back shortly

With your glass

of port, your apples

And salted biscuits.

It's such a lovely routine

The way he insists

on taking care of you himself.

What is it you want?

I didn't think I wanted anything from you.

I didn't think it was possible.

As you have become

such a certainty.

And here's another:

Henry strays

From you to a young girl

And then gets bored

and returns to you.
I don't know how you do it.

Because I love him for who

he is, not what he can give me.

No, I meant I don't know

how you can put up with it.

I put up with you,

The public humiliation,

because at least, in private,

I don't have him grinding

on top of me.

Perhaps I'm saving us both

some discomfort.

Get dressed.

And go.

I know about the legitimization.

Don't bother trying

to deny it.

I have ties with the vatican

who can confirm it,

But... Do you know

how I learned?

Kenna.

She was mistaken for you.

In your younger years.

She was very badly beaten

and she looked terrible.

You won't look so good yourself

if word of this

Leaks out.
You love your son, too.

You would do anything for him.

Yes. I would.

But this I'm doing for myself.

Because I'm anxious of late.

You could say that my son's

wedding has me unnerved.
Because you can't control
his future wife. A queen.

I've given her

some counsel.

I am eager
to see if she takes it.

Look at us.

We're talking like old friends.

We've known each other

for a long time.

This acquaintance is about

to be terminated.

Disappear.

Make up any

Excuse, but do not come back.

If you do, I'll tell henry

what you've done.

He'd understand. He adores bash.

He might have understood

if your timing had been better.

Henry's fondness for anyone is

eclipsed by his love of power.

He wants England,

And he's getting it

when francis marries mary.

Well...

You could say, suddenly, francis

may be his favorite son.

And you may be executed

for treason.

Bash never
wanted this.

If sebastian died
because of your words,

Henry would never forgive you.

He would find a way

to kill you.

Which is why I'm letting you

leave his bed, our castle,

With your life.

But there is something

I want to share with you first.

Something
you can share

With kenna.

You want me to poison her.

Why?

There are two things

I can't abide,

Betrayal and stupidity,

And kenna's guilty of both.

One can be tempered,

the other can never be remedied.

Oh, she wants

what she wants,

And she will go

and get it at any cost.

Her desire for the king

may yet cost you your life.

And there's one other person

who stands in her way.

Who is that?

Oh. Wait, I know.

His wife. Me.

And when she crosses me...

and she will...

She will be dead anyway.

All I'm asking

Is that you take

this one thing off of my plate.

Why must I always be the one

with blood on my hands?

mmm.

Oh, it's sage. It's very nice.

These are my terms.

Good morning.

Morning.

Hello.

Aylee, would you pass me that,

please?

Mmm.

It smells nice.
What is it?

It's a brew of lemon and honey.

And a herb.

It smells floral, to me.

It's supposed to soothe

and heal.

You can have it if you'd like.

It's quite good.

Uh, would you hold this?

My family sent me these.

As gifts to be worn on the day

mary would be wed.

Oh...
You're so modest.

Sometimes I forget your family

owns half of scotland.

Only the lower half.

They're yours to keep.

Aylee, thank you.

Do you think the wedding will

still happen though?

I know mary talked to bash.

Nostradamus' prediction
about tomas' death was true.

I think that's open

to interpretation.

my head is pounding
with the stress.

Of whether there'll be a wedding

or what you should wear?

The only magic

I believe in is love.

She should marry him.

To the power of love.

I want you to know...

Whatever happens,
that I love you.

what's going to happen?

We're getting married

tonight.

I know you're scared.

Talk to me.
If it's about England... It's not politics.

It's us.
We already have so much.

To ask for more...

Do you think we're testing fate?

Testing fate how?

By believing
we can have everything

We ever wanted.

Perhaps that privilege

is reserved for gods,

Not queens and kings.

Perhaps there is
a terrible price to pay.

We've devoted our lives

to our nations.
We're still taking an enormous
risk for our countries,

Whether we lay a claim

to England or...

Defy my father and the vatican,

For what we think is right

For our people.

I like that word, "we."

And "our."

You've been alone in your

struggles your entire life.

That's over now.

I would die for you.

Woman
Guards!

Lola:
Your majesty,

Come this way.

They found her

like this.

They came to us,

looking for you.

Aylee.

He said I'd never go home again.

Aylee, no...

Aylee:
Too much blood...

Shed for you.

You... We-we must...

..Go home now.

Aylee:
Yes.

To the power of love.

And friendship.
But one among you will die.

You are sent from hell.

You are the devil!

No.

Oh, no. Please.

Diane:
The queen knows of my plan to legitimize you.

Catherine has sworn

to keep our secret, in trade,

But she can't be trusted.

In trade for what?

Nothing I can't live with.

She can't control me or you

if she can't catch us.

I will find henry again,

Outside the castle walls.

Even if she tells him

what I've done,

I will make him understand.

When he travels,
I will come to him.

I will win him over.

I always do.

Mary will be wed to francis,

England will be in his grip

And none of this will matter.

We will be back
in his good graces, protected.

Forgive me if I don't choose

to run away with my mother

And stay in the shadows

while you seduce my father

Into giving a damn about us.

Then go on your own.

Just swear you will leave today.

You are my son.

Go.

Save yourself.

She was poisoned.

Am I supposed to
suspect the queen?

When I know the effects

of this poison.

The blackening,

The smell of violets.

This is new poison.

Mine, not catherine's.

Have you been watching me?

Do you know
where I keep the key?

One never knows

when you're close, do they?

Why did you kill her?

Mary had to believe

your prophecy.

Or she would have wed francis.

And the queen

would have killed her.

You see mary as a victim.

You think you have a bond

Because you see yourself

as fate's victim, too.

But she is a beautiful queen,

And you...

No! No! No!

...You are a monster.

No! No!

She is a victim!

This girl is your victim!

Look.

Look at what you've done

To a child of god!
You, who are nothing!

You brought this on yourself.

no!

No! No! No.

No. No. No...

What about your duty

to scotland?

What about
the alliance?

I'll find a new one.

This one has cost us

too much already.

You have to tell francis why.

I can't. The queen is right.

He'll just... Talk me out of it.

But maybe there's

some explanation...

For nostradamus' gift?

I believe in it.

For aylee's death?

Maybe. Whatever it is,

she's still dead.

I can't risk it.

I can't risk
losing anyone else I love.

Come with me.

We can't.

She stands a better chance

of getting away

On her own.
And you're right.

If francis knows,
he will stop you.

I'll send for you when I can.

We'll go home.

To scotland.

As queen of scotland,
I have made a decision.

I lay no claim
to the english throne.

There are too

many lives at stake,

And I have a duty to those

who would die for me,

Who believe that I

would die for them,

Regardless
of my personal happiness.

I know your terms.

I know this will cost me

the man I love.

Mary, no...
You're risking everything.

Everything you've spent

your life waiting for.

I know.
You're walking away from England,

From more power

than you could ever imagine.

I'm walking away from France.

Mary...

You're frightened.

Now is the time for courage!

I don't understand.

Please don't. I've made up my mind.

Without telling me?
I told you I was afraid.
I told you I wasn't sure

If this was the right choice

for my country.

What does that have to

do with marrying me?

I told you,
I have no terms.

I only want you.

I can't trust that.

I don't believe you.

Your loyalty is to France.

You have always told me so.

Have you not heard a word that I've said?

I love you.

Love is irrelevant
to people like us,

A privilege we do not share.

You told me that.

I remember it all.

Every word,

Every moment,
for the rest of my life...

I love you.

But I won't let

other people die for me.

That is your fate.

As a ruler.

Not if I can help it.

You're not thinking clearly.

You're upset, about aylee.

You can't make decisions

now, but I can,

And I'm never going

to let you go.
All I ever wanted was you.

Then we will
work this out.

Wait for me while I talk

to my father before he goes

Screaming to the vatican and

this... This gets out of hand.

Wait for me.

I'll wait for you.

I'll stake my flag

in the road

where it bends...
Your grace.

May I be of service?

I was going riding. I'm fine.

I'll alert the guards.

Please, uh, don't.

But it's not safe for you alone.

If the king knew

I let you go unattended...

You would be punished.

We're fine here.

I'll be glad
to accompany the queen.

I have horses ready for us.

Horses ready? But...

You just
offered...

Of course.

I'm on my faded glamour

Where are you going?

What's wrong?

I'm leaving.

I'm going away,

and if you love your brother,

You will not stand in my way.

Away where?

Far.

That's my destination as well.

I feel ungracious in defeat

Francis:
Mary! Stop!

Mary, please!

Wait! Mary!

when I lay my head,

when I find my home

when I'm in the arms

of those I know

when all is said

when all is done

you did your best

mary!

you gave your all...

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When Mary and Bash are captured they are forced to return to the castle, tearing
the bond of brothers apart and hardening Catherine's resolve to destroy Mary and
Francis' love at any cost. Francis learns of the prophecy,
NOSTRADAMUS: Since Mary,
Queen of Scotland, was a child...
... the English have wanted
her country and her crown.
Ripped By mstoll

She is sent to France

to wed its next king,

to save herself and her people,

a bond that should protect her.

But there are forces that conspire...

forces of darkness,

forces of the heart.

Long may she reign.

- MAN: Previously on Reign...

- Marry me.

Yes, yes.

Nostradamus believes that someday

you will be the cause

of Francis' death.

Walk away from this marriage.

All images of Francis' death

are tied to your union.

I don't believe any of it.

NOSTRADAMUS : I see your ladies

circled around; one among you will die.

MARY: Aylee.

As Queen of Scotland,
I have made a decision.

I lay no claim to the English throne.

What if you were legitimized?

You're talking about changing

the line of succession.

And that's the sort of talk

that gets bastards

and mistresses beheaded.
DIANE: Catherine has sworn
to keep our secret,

but she can't be trusted.

She can't control me or you

if she can't catch us.

Go on your own.
Leave today.

- Where are you going?

- Far.

That's my destination as well.

FRANCIS: Mary! Mary, please!

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(SHOUTING)

(HORSE WHINNIES)

MAN: Come on!

Yah!

This way, Mary, quick.

(HORSE WHINNIES)

We're trapped.
There's no way around.

We have to go back.
The King's guards...

Will intercept us.

We'll never outrun them

in the woods anyway.

MARY: We'll be captured and

dragged back to French Court.

The King wants England.

He won't give up.

If we're found...

Get down, quickly.

I'm going to get you

back to Scotland.
- How?
- MAN: This way.

Bash, what are you doing?

Just trust me.

Can you swim?

This is the only way out.

Are you mad?

- We'll never survive it.

- You can do this.

Stop! In the name of the King!

Seize them!

We've checked every outbound ship

from Dunkirk to Bayeux, Your Majesty.

The Scottish Queen and your son

- must still be in France, but...

- They didn't just disappear.

Bash has many talents,

but magic isn't one of them.

Find them! Go.

CATHERINE: They've been gone

for more than a week.

You'll never find them.

Francis is back from his own search.

I tell him it's pointless,

they're long gone,

- but he persists.
- What did you expect?

Mary's his fianc?e.

They were hours from being wed.

Until she rode off with his brother.

I'd call that engagement off.

What I'd like to know is why.

I don't know. She was probably

involved with him for months.

What is it about her marriage

to our son that strikes

such fear in your black heart?

The truth, Catherine, for once.

Mary is dangerous

because she's in danger.

Because the English hate her,

and they always will,

especially if she lays claim

to their throne as you insist.

I believe she brings destruction,

which will reach

our lands and our hearts.

This isn't your decision.

And if I find out her departure

is your doing in any way,

I'll have grounds to execute you.

I grow weary of your threats.

I grew weary of you a decade ago.

All I need is cause to be rid of you.

Perhaps this time,

you've given it to me.

You can't do this.

Take off for days

at a time on your own?

I had guards with me,

guards that I can trust.

Guards that don't answer to you.

We're only back because

there was a sighting of a girl

alleged to be Mary
in a village nearby.

A girl who appeared to be barely ten.

Well, few people in France
have set eyes on Mary.

She has money.

She can buy passage

as well as silence.

She has Bash to navigate for them.

You won't find them,

and why would you want to?

Because I want to know why she left.

Well, didn't you ask her?

She said that she couldn't trust me

to put her interests before France.

And she's right.

And I know, because you'll

be an extraordinary king.

She made an excuse.

It's not why she left, I know it.

Then she's a liar.

Why would you want her?

Because I love her,

despite everything that she's done.

And because I sense

your hand in this.

I don't think the innkeeper

believed our story.

That we were attacked by bandits?

Honest people don't

ride through the woods.

Honest, foolish people do.

Do you think that you're

foolish for helping me?

I only meant that

the woods are dangerous.

Not as dangerous as court,

as it turns out.
Do you really think
that Queen Catherine knew

about your mother's plot

to have you legitimized?

Yes. She used the information

to blackmail my mother
into leaving court.

My mother never should have done

this behind my father's back.

And behind yours.

You never asked to rule France.

This was never what you wanted.

Try convincing anyone of that.

They're going to think

the worst of us, you know.

I'm sure Francis already does.

I'll find some horses tomorrow.

We'll get a boat from Calais

and put this all behind us.

Now, get undressed.

What?

You'll want dry clothes.

We have a long day tomorrow.

All right then. Turn around.

For the entire night?

There's not a thing left in

your bag that isn't soaked.

Let it dry.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

MAN: Innkeeper.
Brought you some fresh linen.

Hide. Quickly.
Our innkeeper lacked grace,
but he wasn't wearing heavy boots.

Well, if it isn't the

bastard son of France.

Those people you paid off to keep

their silence, we paid them more.

- Where's the Queen?

- I dropped her off in Calais.

She's halfway across the

Channel in a four-masted galleon.

Without her clothes?

Did they tie her to the

bow like a figurehead?

The King wants you back alive,

but he said nothing of your fingers.

Last chance.

Stop! I'm right here.

Unhand him.

This man is under my protection.

Apologies, Your Grace, but this man

is a French subject, not Scottish,

- and he's a criminal.

- And what crime has he committed

beyond ensuring my safety?

Weren't you engaged to his brother?

I suppose that's why I heard

the word "treason" bandied about.

All I know is the King

wants his son back at court.

- I can help.
- BASH: No.

I'll explain why you came with me.

I'll make Henry understand.

And Francis?

He won't let you leave twice.

I jumped off a cliff
with you and I survived.

This time let me take the lead.

The King wants him

taken to the dungeon.

BASH: I'll be fine.

Be strong.
You have to.

Mary!

Is my brother hurt?

Not yet.

They're locking him up.

And you...

Are you all right?

I suppose you wondered

if you'd ever see me again.

Yes.

I knew I'd see you.

If I hadn't found you,

if the guards didn't,

I would have come to Scotland...

Francis, please, don't.

- Nothing has changed.

- Everything's changed.

We woke up at sunrise in each

other's arms and I promised

to stand by you forever,

against anyone, even my father.

And by sundown,
you'd run off with my brother.

This isn't Bash's fault.

No, you say it's about

France bullying you

into claiming the throne of England,

or because my loyalties
might lie to my nation

and not to you.

But I swore myself to you,

and I know you believed me.

Tell me what happened.

My friend died.

My heart broke.

Why did you leave?

Explain to me how Aylee's death made

you decide you couldn't marry me.

Give me an honest answer.

I deserve that. I was prepared

to give everything to you.

Including your life.

I know that, and I'm sorry.

But I can't marry you.

The King requests your

presence in the throne room.

Begging your pardon, Your Grace,

he just wants Queen Mary.

The guards say you chose to return.

I am here on Sebastian's behalf.

And to make peace

between our nations,

as it seems there is some

ill will in the wake of my decision

not to marry your son, Francis.

I am hoping you can

help me with this.

HENRY: I'll help you make peace.

Marry Francis, as we'd agreed.

Lay claim to England.

The story for your

abrupt departure is this:
- You were a bride overcome by nerves.
- No.

No?

You are here at your mother's...

at Scotland's bidding.

Your wedding is a treaty of nations.

Women don't often say no,

to Henry.

When they do he thinks it's a game.

It usually is.

But Mary isn't your usual girl.

She is Scotland.
She is its queen.

All right then.

Let's negotiate.

As leaders.

Shall we start with your

desire to protect Bash?

You're fond of him, aren't you?

Aren't you?
He's your son.

He was protecting me.

Bash did nothing wrong.

And you, you shared a bed with him.

- There are witnesses.

- They're lying.

But go ahead, ruin me.

I couldn't give a damn about

my reputation in France.

In Scotland?

They will believe their queen.

A queen with blood on her hands

who let her lover die?

Sebastian ran off with

the future king's fianc?e.
Destroying an alliance
between our countries.

Don't do this.

You want to be treated like a ruler?

Someone who can say no?

Do you need lives at stake

to take this seriously?

Henry, you wouldn't.

You'll marry my son, Francis,

and accept our nation's support,

as you and your new husband,

lay claim to England.

Or I will execute my son,

my subject, Bash,

for the treason

of costing me England.

You can watch him bleed to death

on your wedding altar.

CATHERINE: Leave us.

Now.

You should never have come back here.

I had no choice.

Bash was accused of treason.

I couldn't let him suffer on his own.

I was afraid something

like this might happen.

Find a way to convince King Henry

that I won't back down,

before he carries
through with his threat.

Killing Bash?

I can't believe he would do it.

I won't take that chance.

Well, then lie.

Say that you and Bash

- are already married.

- How?

You grabbed a priest on the road.

You said your vows in a cowshed.

Even Henry can't override

a union sanctified by God.

No.

But he can kill Bash

in anger on hearing it.

Do you have any other ideas?

I've sent word to my mother.

In truth, I cannot believe

that she and her advisors

would support a claim

on England at this time.

Henry's already been

corresponding with your mother.

Once he learned that the

English Queen was dying.

She wants me to do it.

Scotland wants me
on the throne of England.

- They know it's a risk...

- Less so, with Francis at your side.

They want me to wed the next

King of France without delay.

So, there is no other option.

I must tell Francis of the prophecy.

You must find another way.

Francis will reject the

prophecy as superstition.

And he will convince

you to marry him.

You know I am right!

I will explain to him why I

believe Nostradamus's visions.

Giving him arguments he can talk you

out of with reason and logic.

And he will.

Because the fact that Nostradamus can

see the death of the man you love,

is not something that you

want to believe either.

But I do believe it.

You won't when he's done with you,

because Francis is
reasonable in all things,

but he is relentless
in his love for you.

If you tell Francis,

he will wear you down,

and he is as good as dead.

And if I do nothing,

Bash will die.

(DOOR SLAMS)

You look pathetic.

But I feel your hatred.

You don't even have the

decency to feign remorse

for killing that girl.

I did it to save Mary.

You killed Aylee

to fulfill my vision.

The Queen was planning to kill her.

So, you've said.

And you're right,

Catherine would have.

Kings and queens do that.

To save another, to save themselves,

when it suits them, they play God.

Monsters like you should not.

Did you not enjoy your freedom?

You could go about the castle

as you wished.

All I asked, was that

you stay out of sight.

That you harm no one.

So, that no harm would come to you.

You'll stay here...

...until I believe
you've learnt your lesson.

Do as I say, or I'll starve you.

(WHIMPERING)

No.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(SOBBING)

FRANCIS: Mary.

Thank you for coming.

Is this about Bash?

My fatherjust told me
that he'll kill him

if you don't marry me.

- And still you refuse?

- Yes. I'm sorry.

This is insane.

How far will you go to destroy us?

But it will destroy you otherwise.

What?

Please, hear me out.

I want to explain myself.

I want you to understand

why I left you.

It wasn't for lack of love.

Orjoy, or trust in you.

It was because I couldn't

bear the thought of losing you.

That makes no sense.

Nostradamus had a vision.

Of your death,
brought about by me, if we wed.

You left me over a prophecy?

One that I believe.

I couldn't take the risk

of being wrong!

- This is madness.
- I know, I thought so too.

I didn't believe it,

I didn't want to,

but, I knew that Nostradamus's

visions had weight

even before he predicted

Aylee's death.

Her fall?

Hours before it happened.

- When the King finds out...

- No, you can't tell him!

He will burn Nostradamus alive,

for heresy, or treason,

both charges apply, not to mention...

My mother.

She was behind this as well.

All her crimes against me

were because she loves you.

Does she deserve to burn for that?

She would do anything for you.

And I would, too.

I will not be
the cause of your death.
And Bash?
Shall he die in my stead?

No, of course not.

Because my father is determined.

You will wed the next King of France,

or he'll lose any chance of England.

Mary...

...you cannot let superstition or fear

rule your life.

You must be the ruler.

Taking charge of your own destiny.

Marry me.

Now, before my mother or Nostradamus

can poison you with fear,

pressure you.

You are pressuring me.

Because I am right.

And my mother is wrong to

believe in this nonsense!

She was right to believe.

Aylee is dead.

I believe!

I'll talk to Nostradamus.

He'll recant.

I'll make my mother

see things sensibly.

I'll take the risk.

This is my life, my risk.

Once you get past the grief

of Aylee's death, you'll see.

Your mother was right,

- you are relentless.

- When it comes to us, yes.
But I can't do this.

I am begging you, please stop.

I won't. Ever.

Then I will.

I assume you've
asked for this meeting

because you've made your decision.

Will you marry Francis?

Or will you be forced to

watch Bash's execution?

Neither.

What's this?

I have a third option.

One I think you would

be most interested in.

I will stake my claim on England

and I will marry your son.

But not Francis.

Bash.

Legitimize him and make him

the next King of France.

Explain yourself.

You want England.

I want something in return.

You are talking about changing

the line of succession of France.

Bash as king... this is laughable.

Bastards are being

legitimized all over Europe.

I believe the Vatican will

favor this arrangement.

How could you know that?

You said yourself,

they want England as badly as you do.

They will do anything

to keep it from falling into

the hands of the Protestants.

You were against this claim before.

That was before

I knew my mother's wishes.

And how much pressure her

advisors were putting her under.

It seems I will be going off to

England no matter what I think.

But only with Bash at my side.

So I'll make him a duke, or an earl.

- Yes.
- Half measures won't do.

I need to be married to the man

who commands the King's armies.

There'd be civil unrest.

The nobles may reject it.

It makes our country appear unstable.

And I'd have to convince

the Pope to annul our marriage.

Are you not acquainted

with my very determined wife?

Perhaps your wife will agree.

Because at her core she is

more selfless than you think.

You think she gives a damn

about France controlling England

when she is no longer queen?

MARY: It's up to the Queen to

decide her priorities.

I've given Your Majesties

much to consider.

I will take my leave.

You're not seriously

considering this?
What she proposes
would cost me everything.

My marriage, my crown,

the legacy of
our children, your sons.

Yes.

They are all considerations.

- Those bitches!
- Who?

Mary, her friends,

that parasite Diane, the lot of them.

My mistress Diane?
What does she have to do with this?

You don't seriously think that

Mary came up with

legitimization all by herself.

Bash must have told her.

Diane has been working on this

behind your back for months.

- Do you have proof of this?

- Well,

why don't you ask Kenna,

your other mistress.

She told me and as a result,

I blackmailed Diane and I

- sent her off to Paris.

- You admit this deceit?

You would have found out

anyway, from Bash,

before you took off his head!

I suspect that's the real

reason why he fled the castle.

He was afraid of your reaction.

So much for the great love

story of Mary and Bash.

But if he left out of fear,

what was her reason?

I have no idea.

But she has certainly made a mess

of things now, hasn't she?

In truth, Catherine's
been relatively kind to us.

She was arranging our

passage for next week.

Now you're back and marrying Bash.

If Henry makes him the next king.

It was the only way

I could save Bash and Francis,

and do as I was bid by

my mother, as is my duty.

What about me?

For Bash to become legitimized,

Henry must marry Diane

and she'll be back at court as queen.

If the plan works, yes.

I know this must be painful for you.

You have feelings for the King.

Painful?

You have no idea, any of you.

I think Diane was

behind Aylee's death.

Kenna, what are you saying?

Aylee fell, but I think

she was poisoned first.

What makes you think such a thing?

There was a cup shattered

at the base of the stairs.

A cup that was delivered to me.

I saw a cat drinking

the spilled contents.
Not long after I found the
animal dead in a corner.

Why didn't you tell any of us

about your suspicions?

You were already dealing with

so much and then you were gone.

What could I, any of us,

done about it in your absence?

Who would stand to gain by my death?

Diane, certainly.

But also Catherine.

What better way to warn you

of Nostradamus's visions,

than by fulfilling
his latest prophecy?

That one among us would die?

And one of us did.

There was other proof

of Nostradamus's power.

Yes. But it was Aylee's death

that convinced you

that what he predicted for

Francis would come true.

Did Catherine know of this last

prophecy?

Was she aware of it?

She'd never admit to it.

But I'm getting better at

discerning when she's lying.

CATHERINE:
And I'm not pleased with her.

Did you poison Aylee?

- Yes or no?
- Leave us.

How dare you burst in here after

the stunt you've just pulled.

Give me your answer.

Of course not. I had nothing
but fondness for Aylee.

And Kenna?

A cup was delivered to her

bedside that ended up

in Aylee's hands.

Your friend Kenna, she came to me,

she'd found out about Diane's

plot to have Bash legitimized.

Bash told me, but I wasn't

aware that Kenna knew.

I saw an opportunity
to get rid of them both.

I told Diane about

Kenna's scheming and I...

gifted her some poison.

I suppose I was testing her,

to see if she'd actually

try to poison Kenna

before leaving the castle.

And clearly, she tried.

So, it was your poison.

Delivered at Diane's
hands and not yours.

Delivered to the wrong girl.

You must believe me.

Why would I tell you this otherwise?

What reason would

I have to kill Aylee?

To make me believe
Nostradamus's prophecies.

He had a vision
of one of my ladies dying.

He never told me.

He takes no comfort
in the horrors he sees.

And he knows that

I would probably have killed

one of your ladies

trying to convince you.

I'm telling you the truth.

On my immortal soul.

There's still time to fix this.

Leave for Scotland.

I have connections,

I can ensure you find

another suitable match.

Not in time.

No, this can't be happening.

You end up with a king,

and three kingdoms under your rule,

and I lose everything?

I am losing the man that I love.

I am saving your son!

I have made my sacrifice!

And now it is your turn.

I must talk to Francis and tell

him of my proposal to wed Bash

before somebody else does.

I might have already mentioned it.

Francis?

Francis.

(GRUNTING)

- Get up.
- I can explain.

Why did you steal Mary?

I was trying to help her.

You took advantage of her fears,

and this family's trust.

MARY: Francis, stop.

How long have you hated me?

I was trying to save your life.

Stop!

Stop! Francis, stop!

Stop! This isn't Bash's fault!

He only knew about the prophecy.

The only thing we've done

is try to save you.

I'm the one who

proposed marrying him.

I proposed that he be
the new heir to the throne.

You proposed what?

I'm sorry.

You are setting

the course of nations.

Asking the Pope to say

that this is God's will!

Taking my family's inheritance,

from me, my mother, my brothers.

And I'm supposed to accept this?

You are throwing away

everything we had for superstition!

Nostradamus knows nothing.

You know that I love you.

If you think that, because in your

minds, you're saving me,

that I will forgive you for this,

you're wrong.

Are you all right?

When were you planning to tell me?

Before or after my coronation?

Please don't be angry.

I never wanted my brother's crown.

No matter my mother's plans.

But will you take it,

to save his life?

Can I have more than

a heartbeat to think about it?

Why didn't you tell me about

your visions of Mary's friends?

If I had, you've had

killed one of them, no?

To make Mary believe?

Well, that was

my point to Mary, exactly.

It's tragic, about Aylee.

At least her death will do some good,

if it saves Francis.

But now Mary is

so convinced of your power,

that she's ready to upset

the line of succession.

In Mary's mind, this is the only way.

Well, of course there are others.

Options to keep you in power.

Without power, I am vulnerable.

And so are my children.

When Henry dies,

and Bash becomes king,

my sons become targets.

They'll threaten Sebastian's rule,

as some will say

they belong on the throne,

one by one, in rightful succession.

No, Mary's plan will not do.

She and Bash must be stopped in
a manner that leaves no trace.

Is there no other way?

Can you suggest one?

Hire a scribe,
leave a note in Mary's hand,

a goodbye to her friends,

she would do that if she and

Bash were making an escape.

Find ajailer who'll say

that she bribed him.

Pay him well,

and then kill him, too.

Take all the bodies to the

forest and bury them deep...

so that when the rains

come and the animals dig...

Their skulls are not found.

HENRY: Ah. Mary, you're safe.

No one followed you,

or knows you're here,

not even your ladies?

No, no one knows.

You've taught me something, Mary.

God has a sense of humor.

When I heard the Vatican's support

of your claim to the

English throne, I thought,

"A chance this perfect

must be crafted by God."

But now, I see God's mocking me.

I mean, how else do you

explain that on the verge of

uniting England, Scotland and France,

I'd be here held hostage
by the whims of a teen-aged girl?

It's not a whim.

I am deadly serious.

You were never groomed to be king.

Your recent actions have shown me

that you are not prepared for power.

And yet, here we are.

I'll agree to your terms.

Let God mock

the English for a change.

- Thank you.
- You're serious?

Your ascent to the throne will not be

official until the Pope agrees,

which will not be easy.

I'll go to Rome, and do my best.

I've been a better father

to you than Francis,

but he's my son, too,

and your brother.

You have betrayed him.

I don't know why,

I don't know if it's love

or something else,

but this will destroy him,

unless he's a stronger man

than either of us knew.

In which case,

God have mercy on you.

To the future King and Queen

of France, Scotland and England.

There is one other thing.

What will we do about Catherine?

She won't give up

her crown easily.
I can handle my wife.

(GASPS)

You're next.

No.

It's best if you remain standing.

Are you going to execute me yourself?

I'm trying very hard not to kill you

for the things you've done.

You've had me followed?

HENRY: I know how you behave

when you're cornered.

I will never agree to an annulment,

no matter what fabrications

you concoct to get you England.

I want all agreed to this plan.

When I die,
Bash will be king.

If he is survived by our children,

the line of succession

will revert to my sons by you.

Well, it's better than I hoped.

Especially as you're instantly

planning Bash's demise.

He would have been next,

after you sent an assassin

to Mary's chambers this very evening.

Now you think you'll simply pick

Bash off, once my guard is down,

or before they pop out an heir,

and the throne

will revert to Francis.

Aren't you ahead of me?

It's as if we had one mind.

Catherine, don't.
He's thought of every angle.
HENRY: Mary's right.

Because I know your

next plan is to kill me.

To remove the largest obstacle

and hasten things along.

A stray arrow, a hunting accident.

- I wouldn't dare.
- FRANCIS: Yes, you would.

You'd kill everyone in this room

to get me on the throne.

To protect me, in the hope

that I would then protect you.

But my first order of business,

as king, would be to execute you

if you were to harm anyone here.

My brother, my father, Mary.

This has to stop.

I see a future for us quite clearly.

We would be happy.

I would give anything

to spend my life,

however long, at your side.

I know you would.

But you see a future without me,

and that's the one you choose.

You know why it's the only choice.

It's your choice.

You are so headstrong.

So... so strong.

And you, my brother...

I envied you for so long,

and look at us now.

You have what's mine,

and I have your freedom.

Well, I...

I plan to take full advantage of it.

Long may you reign.

Your Grace, Her Majesty the Queen.

Wait. Stay.

And you, as well. Close the door.

You're arming yourself against me.

Am I really that frightening?

Am I really stupid
enough to find out?

What do you want?

You must be very

pleased with yourself.

I take no joy in what

this has cost you.

My life... not just my crown.

The annulment won't

be enough for Henry.

To quiet the issues,

the questions about his judgment,

it's best if I'm gone.

He will find some

excuse to behead me.

Then leave France,

disappear, and never return.

If only you had taken this advice.

I believe that King Henry

will let you live,

if he gets what he wants.

Grant him the annulment,

and then go far from here

and grant yourself a happy life.

Oh, Mary, don't you know by now?

Happiness is the one thing
we queens can never have.

Sleep well, my dear.

Do we really have to be here?

It's the right thing to do.

After everything
she's put you through?

LOLA: I wonder where she's going.

The official story is that

she's visiting her aunt,

who is a nun.

She'll spend the rest

of her life at a convent.

I don't believe it.

She'll be safe there.

King Henry would

never dare reach for her.

Not much of a turnout

when one loses power, is there?

Oh, and hustled out

the back door to boot.

It's humiliating.

There is no shame in what

you have done for your son.

Aword of advice for

the next Queen of France.

Remember, no matter how

many countries you rule,

or palaces you own,

power is always fleeting.

It can be taken away

by the stroke of a pen

or the blade of an axe.

HENRY: Leaving without saying

goodbye to your King?

I was afraid Your Majesty was too

busy preparing false documents
to send to the Vatican.

Too busy thinking of you.

Catherine, I've realized something,

and I can't let you go.

In fact, I can't let

you out of my sight.

Your reach is long,

your connection to wealth endless,

and your mastery

at poisons, ever evolving.

You're holding me prisoner.

Guarded day and night,

or at least until I'm back from Rome.

Imprison her.

Whoremonger.

Devil.

Endearments aside,

consider this a sign of

my utmost respect for your

intellect and abilities.

Take her away.

Here.

Some food to keep you.

(YELLS)

(GROANS)

MARY: You look so pensive.

It's unbelievable.

England, the Pope, my own father

putting me on the
chopping block one minute,

and the throne the next.

We both did this

to save Francis, and, yet,
we both lost him as a result.

Well, the important thing is,

he'll still be alive.

I still can't quite believe it.

King.

Me, King... of France.

I know you have doubts

but it won't happen tomorrow.

No, no. My father

would have to die first.

But our wedding will happen.

As soon as my father

gets back from Rome,

he'll want the deal locked down,

France and Scotland united,

before the English Queen dies.

You're going to be my wife.

How very unexpected.

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When a plot to kill Bash goes wrong, Queen Catherine is suspected of orchestrating
it. Mary offers to help free a wrongly imprisoned pregnant peasant named Isobel who
has a mysterious tie to Bash. Meanwhile, Lola blackmails Queen Catherine to keep
her from trying to ruin Mary and Bash, whose bond continues to grow.
NOSTRADAMUS: Since Mary, Queen of Scotland,

was a child,

the English have wanted

her country and her crown.

She is sent to France to wed its next king,

to save herself and her people,

a bond that should protect her.

But there are forces that conspire...

forces of darkness,

forces of the heart.

Long may she reign.

Previously on Reign...

Don't pretend this faith

is so strange to you.

BLOOD PRIES: Your mother's

blood is our blood.

I practice my father's religion. As do you.

Mary's presence here will

cost you your firstborn.

I will stake my claim on England

and I will marry your son,

but not Francis, Bash.

Legitimize him and make him

the next King of France.

You end up with a king

and three kingdoms under your rule,

and I lose everything!

Imprison her.

I never wanted my brother's crown.

So will you take it to save his life?

You are throwing away everything

we had for superstition!

To the future King and Queen of France,

Scotland and England.

(birds chirping)
(clattering, grunting)

(grunting)

(yells)

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(panting)

(grunts)

Learn to expect the blade you can't see.

Otherwise, it'll be the last thing

you ever learn.

I thought I might find you here.

Enjoying yourself?

Did you hear that, Alec?

We're supposed to be enjoying ourselves.

Mm, actually, you're supposed

to be in the throne room.

There was a royal audience today,

and the Acting Regent usually presides.

Lord Hugo can manage.

Privy Councilors fill in

for father all the time.

Bash, there is a reason that

your father left you in charge.

He needs to know that you can do the job.

He's gone to Rome to have you

legitimized, and if he succeeds,

you will be next in line

for the throne of France.

Which was meant to be a

secret until he got back.

Now the whole throne room knows,

and they're just waiting

for me to make a mistake.

There is nothing you can do about that

except go and do the job.

Mary, the nobles don't

care if I'm up to the job.

I'm a threat to every

legitimate son in the kingdom.

If a bastard is allowed to take power,

suddenly their claim to

power is half as strong.

You want me to tell you that

the nobles are on your side?

They're not.

But you won't be the first king

that's had to subdue a restive nobility.

You can do it.

So...

thanks to my father's lust for England

and your need to marry a French king,

I have a target on my back.

Which explains why my

mother sent Alec here,

my delightful new bodyguard.

Alec, I'm glad you're here.

That makes one of us.

Bash, I know I backed you into this,

and I'm sorry but...

Don't apologize.

I accepted this with my eyes open.

FARMER: I could tell it

wasn't worth but two chickens.

But when I went to milk the

goat, she was dry as dust.

And this liar took four of my chickens,

good laying chickens, in trade.

I deserve them chickens back.

My Lord Regent...

the good man is speaking to you.

He seeks the crown's judgment.

So sorry, Lord Hugo.

My judgment.

My judgment is that I have

no way of knowing what this

other man promised or didn't.

But I know that if you had tried

to milk that goat before you took her,

there'd be no issue.

So, we'll have no satisfaction?

BASH: I suppose not.

Unless you eat the goat

and the taste delights you. (laughs)

(indistinct chatter)

Well, the Regent has rendered his judgment.

We'll hear the next complaint!

If I die of boredom while

hearing my people's grievances,

am I playing into the Queen's hands?

Stop being so flippant.

Your people are trying to get to know you.

This is important.

My Lord Regent,

this man claims his house was robbed

by this woman.

What is this about?

This man claims

that this woman broke into his house

and stole several items of value.

MAN: Search her house and

you'll find 'em, I'll warrant.

Two pewter mugs and a fine-looking glass.

Handed down from me mother, they was.

Probably stole 'em to

help with that baby she got

- with no husband.
- That's a lie.

MAN: Ask her why she won't

let me look in her house, then.

It's a lie, that's why. They just want...

LORD HUGO: Yes?

What is it that they want, young lady?

Does Bash know this girl?

Nothing.

My Lord Regent...

shall I have the castle guard

search this woman's house?

Of course.

Have her held in the castle

until her house can be searched.

Who's next?

(crowd murmuring)

WOMAN: My Lord Regent,

I just came to say

it's an honor to see you, sir.

We hear talk of this handsome bastard

who's ruling while King Henry's away.

- Begging pardon, no offense.

- None taken.

- If I might offer a blessing just to wish you well.

- That's far enough.
- For the Lord demands the bastard's removal.
- I said, that's far enough.

(woman gasping)

(crowd excitedly chattering)

This was meant for the Regent.

It was an attempt on his life. Come here.

- Take this criminal to the jails.

- WOMAN: The bastard must die!

LOLA: You think Lord

Hugo had a hand in this?

Why, he wouldn't dare

without the Queen behind him.

- I want this room clear!

- Good luck proving it.

The cat's paw will be dead

before she gets to the jails.

(indistinct chattering)

Oh!

Hello, Mary.

I was told that no one should be allowed

to enter these chambers, except for guards

and maidservants, as per the King's orders.

I can see that the list has grown

to include dressers, footmen, cooks,

and decorators.

And maybe some Privy Councilmen?

Yes, Your Grace. But the Queen...

MARY: Is terrifying, yes, I understand.

But you need to remember that

the King is also terrifying,

and he will be home soon.

CATHERINE: Oh, Mary, stop harassing him.

I'm still locked in a tower, am I not?

Someone just tried to kill Bash.

Well, is Sebastian all right?

I said, tried... to kill him.

Well, is he... injured?

How did this happen?

Ah, were you hoping I'd let something slip?

Some clue that confirmed I

had something to do with this?

Well, is there anyone in the kingdom

who wants Bash dead more than you?

Any nobleman, I'd say, for starters.

Anyone who loves France enough

to wish it a proper king.

Didn't Henry say that if

anything happened to Bash,

he'd have your head?

Mm. Even Henry can't execute

a queen without trial.

And trials demand evidence.

Are you really surprised

that I'd oppose Sebastian?

Would you do any differently

if your children were

robbed of their birthright?

But you know why I can't marry Francis.

(sighs) I'm doing this to save his life.

Even he understands that.

Which is why he left.

Giving up the throne.

What you're up to has

nothing to do with my son.

It's a plot that you

hatched with my husband
to take over England,

so the two of you could

rule half of Europe.

Henry gave me no choice

and my mother insisted.

(scoffs) That doesn't mean I can allow it.

So you're going to continue

with your attempts on Bash?

Mary, sweet Mary,

I don't attempt to do anything, I do it.

I think not.

(Mary claps)

I want everything in this room removed.

Every stick of furniture,

every rug, every tapestry,

and every crumb of food.

(gasps) Out!

Not that!

That's my eye cream.

Be careful. Could be poisoned.

You, from now on,

no servant is to enter or
exit, except by my leave,

or the leave of one of my ladies.

Violators will face the headsman.

Well, everything out of here! Now!

Bash, I just visited

Catherine in the tower.

I'm sure she's the one behind

the attempt on your life

- but I can't prove any...

- I think I can.

I got this from the blade intended for him.

There's only one thing'll
make a wound do that. Poison.

- Alec, are you all right?

- I've felt better.

But I might manage if this poultice works.

That's why Catherine asked

if you'd been injured.

She knew you just needed

to be scratched by the knife

for her plan to work.

Yes, but that's not why we're here, Mary.

Isabel?

- Your Grace.
- What is she doing here?

Catherine's been busy.

Either she knew her attempt

on my life might fail,

or she wanted to condemn my memory.

I don't understand.

There's a reason this girl

was accused of thievery.

They wanted her house to be searched.

For what reason?

Isabel's father was a traitor.

Tried and beheaded for his crimes.

A traitor.

But what does that have to do...

They knew that if they searched her house

they'd find proof of her kinship to him

and they knew what that might mean to me.

Sebastian, if this girl is

pregnant with your child...

The child is not mine.

Catherine thinks so, I'm sure,

but... on that much, she's wrong.

On that much?

Isabel's father was my

mother's half-brother.

No one knows of our

true connection, not yet,

but if they learn...

that a traitor was my uncle...

You could never be king.

BASH: Alec bribed a

guard to release Isabel,

and since she's only

a thief to the jailers,

they thought nothing of it.

But breaking her out of the jails...

are you sure this is wise?

Of course it isn't wise.

But what choice did I have?

They're already headed

to "find" the supposed

proof that will tie her

to her father's treason.

Once they have it, they'll torture her,

make her confess her ties to me.

Her true ties,

which is even worse than what they believe.

And what do they believe?

Likely the same thing you thought.

That you were lovers.

- Were you two seen together?

- They must've,

when I visited her in the village.

There must be some way to fight this.

You are the Regent.

The Regent they're working so hard

to tie to a traitor's daughter.

Why do you think Hugo

brought her before me?

He wanted to see my reaction.

He wanted the whole court

to see my reaction.

I can't intercede for her, Mary.

I can't show any interest

in her case at all.

(sighs)

I'm taking her someplace safe

and I'm taking her now.

It's her only chance.

But where is safe?

I've sent word to my

other cousins in Bernay.

They're going to meet us and hide her

until they can get her to Paris.

Then she can stay at my mother's.

All right.

But she can't leave the

castle looking the same

way she did when she came in, can she?

It's all right, Isabel.

We do this daily for Mary.

It's, um... it's not that,

it's just these clothes...

Are they too warm for you?

No, I'm... I'm just tired

and my belly hurts from
moving around so much.

When is her baby due?

The midwives say she

has a month or so left.

The midwife is wrong. The

baby is going to come soon.

- How do you know?

- I watched the nuns

bring a lot of babies into the world.

Then I'll take her straight to a midwife.

Well, you know you can't do that.

The midwives are all in the village,

that's the first place that Hugo will look.

If you let them

catch you together, you're lost.

Well, we can't stay here.

No, you have to leave.

And take me with you.

Mary... no.

Bash, this is my fault.

If I hadn't pressed you to take the throne,

you wouldn't have this target

on your back, and neither would Isabel.

This is my risk to take,

for my family.

She's a girl who could

give birth at any moment,

while your bodyguard could collapse

from his wounds just as soon.

You are not equipped

to deal with this alone.

Mary, are you sure?

Think:

this the only way to keep

Bash's hands clean of this.

If I leave in a carriage

with Isabel, Bash can ride

in a different direction and meet us later.

No one will know that he

and Isabel left together.

Catherine and Hugo

can think what they want,

but they'll have no witnesses.

How does she look?

Like some awful baroness.

I'm no worse than you,

you gussied-up fop of a future king.

MARY: I think you look perfect.

Take her through the passageways.

The path to the stables is still marked.

Please.

Every moment we wait, she is more at risk.

The hardest job, really, is yours.

I'm leaving you in charge of Catherine.

In charge of her? How?

She needs to remain cut off.

With no messages to go to or from her.

And we need to find something, anything,

that ties her to these plots against Bash.

The only thing she fears is threat

of exposure to Henry.
Can you do that for me?

We'll try.

Be careful.

- She's dangerous.
- Oh, really? We hadn't noticed.

You're the one that needs to be careful.

And quick.

Now go.

CATHERINE: Servant!

(pounding on door)

(echoes): Where are my servants?!

I am hungry,

I have a chamber pot to be emptied,

and the longer I am made to wait,

the more creative I will become

in my retribution!

Be quiet. Do you want

the whole castle to know your humiliation?

If you want to rule again,

you'll need the castle's respect.

If I want to rule again,

I will need you to stop bungling.

How did the bastard not

die from that poison?

His mother sent him a bodyguard.

Well, how have we not bought that man?

He's only just arrived.

And the price of new friends has gone up

since Mary reminded the

guards to fear Henry.

It was awfully expensive

to buy my way in here this time.

It will be worth the

investment, I promise you.

You're sure?

I'm beginning to fear Henry myself.

Only a fool would fear Henry

more than that bastard.

Do I have to remind you, Lord Hugo,

what happens to your lands,

your title, your power,

once Henry has changed

the rules of succession?

I am with you, My Queen,

so long as I have your

protection from Henry.

Well...

with the bastard gone,

Henry will have to keep the line intact.

And you will be safe,

and every future king will be in your debt.

Is that good enough for you?

Has Sebastian tried to escape

with the girl yet?

The bodyguard has broken

them out of the jails.

They should try to make their escape soon.

Well, they have to be

found together, both dead,

so their bodies can tell the tale.

The King's half-wit bastard

and his secret whore,

the traitor's daughter,

set upon by thieves.

You do understand, don't you?

They will be followed at a safe distance

until it is night.

And then it will be done.

Properly, this time.

Very good.

Oh. Next time you come,

can you please bring me some proper food?

All Mary's left me is

this hideously stale bread

and I'm famished.

The next time I come,

I'll bring you a crown.

(horse whinnies)

Bash was right... the villager with

the poisoned knife is gone, and the jailer

has no idea where she went.

Into the lake, no doubt,

with rocks in her pockets.

Greer?

Queen's guards were seen riding out

in the same direction that Mary went.

Don't they know plotting

against the King's son

will get them killed?

Henry won't stand for it.

Well, that's why the

Queen's in the middle of it.

She must be promising them her protection.

But Mary asked us to find evidence.

What if the Queen hasn't left any?

Then we at least have to slow her down.

BASH: Let's let the

horses rest for a spell.

I'm going to check the roads,

see if the castle guards

- are still back behind us.

- I'll come with you.

Two sets of eyes are better than one.

BASH: Alec...

stay here with my cousin.

I'm not going anywhere.

Need to find herbs to

refresh this poultice.

Will you be offended

if I take all this off?

- It makes me feel...
- BASH: Trapped?

I know the feeling.

I'll help you get out

of it when we get back.

How can you have an uncle

that no one knows about?

I'm not the first bastard

to bless my family.

My mother's father had a bastard son, too.

His name was Jonathan Durand.

Isabel's father.

I never knew him.

Our families weren't close.

When he was executed,

Isabel came to live

with my family, secretly.

And how did the Queen

find out about the connection?

No doubt one of her spies

saw me visiting her.

Were you taking her money?

And food.

And a lot of unwanted advice.

She was supposed to

marry the baby's father,

but he passed away in a border skirmish

a few months ago.

You're like a big brother to her.

A proper big brother

wouldn't have gotten her into this mess.

You didn't get her into this mess, I did.

Mary...

stop blaming yourself.

I would like to, but when you say

that you feel trapped,

I can't help but wonder...

But I don't feel trapped by you.

I feel trapped by the politics,

the rules, the formalities.

(sighs) What I feel about you is...

You don't have to explain.

Our engagement happened so fast,

we haven't had time to...

(horses whinnying, men shouting)

MARY: Here come the guards.

Let's go. If those are

the Queen's men, they've

already tried to kill you once.

They won't worry about bringing

you back alive, or Isabel.

There's a fork in the road just ahead.

The one they expect us to take is shorter,

it skirts around the

forest. But the other one...

It goes through the Blood Wood.

A road they wouldn't want to follow.

Is this really necessary?

The Regent ordered you

not to pass messages inside the castle.

You defied his order.

CATHERINE: I see.

So the three of you have come

to buck each other up,

because I'm so frightening?

Or did you all just want the pleasure

of seeing me brought so low?

I suppose a little bit of each, actually.

(chuckles)

I guess you're a bit starved

for entertainment, Kenna,

now that the King's rejected you.

You're so beautiful, I marvel to think

at how grating and tedious you must also be

to achieve such a thing.

Leave her alone.

Greer of Kinross.

Oh, you're so plucky

and brave and ripe and ready.

Coming to court to sell yourself to a noble

in order to salvage your father's failures.

I hope your flesh isn't too weak

to safeguard your virtue,

as it's all your family has left.

You can stop bullying everyone now.

The reason we came here is

to tell you we're the only

three faces you'll be seeing for a while.

No more guards, no more servants,

no one else you can threaten or bribe.

So you're the strong one.

Are you also the smart one, Lola?

If so, you'd know

you've already let your queen down.

You three coming here tells

me she's not in the castle.

Otherwise, she'd have

delivered this message.

It also tells me she's probably

off helping that bastard

and his escaped lover.

And you saying so tells us Mary was right.

You've had a hand in

every plot against Bash,

including the one on his life.

And if you've left a scrap

of evidence, we'll find it.

Run, little girls, run away.

(cawing)

MARY: Her water's broken.

My baby's coming.

- And soon.
- How soon?

The labor can take minutes

or it can take hours.
Either way, we won't be getting out

of the Blood Woods before it's dark.

We can't go back.

The Queen's guards will catch us.

And even if we could turn back,

she can't give birth in a moving carriage.

Both she and the baby could die.

Here, at least she has a chance.

There's a tent in the carriage.

We'll have no fire,

and the moment this baby is born,

we get back on the road, day or night.

(horses snoring, distant animals calling)

My muscles hurt so much, I can barely move.

Have you had anything to drink?

Some milk yesterday morning. Why?

I've seen this before.

And the muscles clench

without enough water,

and it might have brought

your birthing pains on early. Bash?

There's a stream just north of here.

Alec's outside. I won't be long.

You must think very little of me.

Pregnant, with no husband, no

job, no way to feed a family.

Not at all.

Bash told me you lost the

baby's father. I'm sorry.

You're awfully kind.

- I can't quite believe it.

- That I'd be kind?

That I have a queen

wiping sweat off my brow,

like, I was the Queen, not you.

Do you really think royals are so different

from ordinary people?

Well, just look at you.

What about Bash?

He could be king someday soon.

And married to you, I hear.

Is that so hard to imagine?

The married bit, no.

I've seen the way he looks at you.

The king bit, though...

You can't imagine your cousin as a king?

Don't kings have to make

awful decisions sometimes?

Betray their friends for

the good of their country?

Don't they have to be nice to people

they'd much rather hit with a shovel?

Sometimes, yes. (chuckles)

Then, no, I can't recommend him.

(groans)

The pains are starting

to come in faster now. It's almost time.

(sighs)

Lovely Kenna, as long as

we're stuck here together,

you on guard duty, me under guard,

let's speak frankly, shall we?

My advice, if you want it,

is to leave Mary's service
as soon as she leaves France,

and go someplace far away from politics.

You're not smart enough

to survive at court.

But you are pretty enough

to land a good husband

and to lead a nice quiet life.

You're awfully confident.

Why shouldn't I be?

Sebastian is already captured by

now with the traitor's daughter,

or else if he's foolish enough,

he's gone into the Blood Wood.

Either way, my problems

are soon to be solved.

Are you sure you want

- to be sharing one of your plots with me?

- Do you think I care

what the King's former bed

thing chooses to gossip?

Spoken words aren't evidence.

They vanish like smoke in the

wind as soon as they're spoken.

Surely, all the King's promises

taught you that.

You're so very right.

Thank you.

Where are you going?

I'm not done abusing you.

You're taking away my only amusement!

(moans)

- We need more water.

- I'll be right back.
Mary, no, you mustn't!

(gasping)

(branches crackling,
Isabel breathing heavily)

(horse snorts)

(gasps)

(horse whinnies)

(grunting)

(branches crackling, horse snorts softly)

(horse whinnies)

They're here!

I saw their lights in the woods,

and they've set up their symbols outside.

Bash, look. It's the same as the one

they used to mark me for

sacrifice. Those hideous pagans.

Hideous pagans? You mean the Blood Cult?

What difference does it make?

They're bloodthirsty heretics.

Not every pagan is bloodthirsty.

BASH: That's enough.

If they are outside...

They tried to mark us for death.

They put their symbols up outside the tent,

but I tore them down.

You did what?

You don't understand.

These pagans...

Bash, tell them, tell them what they...

(branches crackling
nearby, horses snorting)
(horse whinnies)

(horse whinnies)

(men speaking indistinctly)

(gasps)

(horse whinnies)

(gasps)

Bilkemen.

Unay.

Ari-aye mondana.

BASH, ISABEL AND ALEC: Bilkemen. Unay.

Ari-aye mondana.

Bilkemen. Unay. Ari-aye mondana.

Bilkemen. Unay. Ari-aye mondana.

Bilkemen. Unay. Ari-aye mondana!

- (horse whinnies, blade rings)

- (Mary gasps)

BASH: They slaughtered one of the horses.

They're gone now. We're safe.

We're safe? You think after

what just happened we're safe?

They would have slaughtered all of us,

but they heard our prayers,

and they chose one of the horses instead.

They spared us because they

thought we we're pagans,

because you are pagans, all of you.

That's what you've been hiding from me.

You're a heretic!

What I am is alive... and so are you.

Mary. Mary, wait, please. Listen to me.

You're the one who hung the

medallion on the tent, aren't you?

You put this horrid symbol up,

so they would kill something else,

because we were one of them!

You don't understand.

This is why you didn't

want me to help with Isabel.

This is why your uncle was put to death!

He was a pagan, a heretic, wasn't he?

Mary, calm down before you

say something you don't mean.

You lied to me! You

hid this horrible shame!

What shame is that, exactly?

You're just like them.

The monsters... who killed this animal.

Who sacrifice people

and revel in their blood!

Well, why aren't you saying anything?!

Why would I respond to

such ignorant cruelty?

The pagan is calling the Catholic ignorant?

To begin with, I'm not pagan, Mary.

I'm Catholic, same as

you, same as my mother.

Those were pagan prayers! You told me that!

They're just words.

I'm not even sure what they mean.

I learned them as a small child

visiting Isabel's family.

I heard them repeated, the way a child

hears the Lord's Prayer,

so I know them by heart now.

And Isabel? And Alec?

They are believers.

Isabel learned the faith from her father.

And she clung to it even more

tightly when he was beheaded

for defending it.

The same way anyone would.

The same way thousands of Christians did,

when their families were martyred.

(Isabel gasps)

Most pagans are just like us, Mary.

They live and they pray

and they struggle exactly as we do.

They just happen to see

something different when they picture God.

And what of the monsters

who slaughtered this horse?

Those devils come from a branch

of the faith, some violent sect

that makes no sense to me...

or Alec or Isabel.

What is this sect?

All I know is they worship

a deity I've never heard of.

They believe that they're

serving some thing,

a beast in these woods

that craves human blood.

(Isabel gasps)

The baby! Come quick!

(Isabel screams)

Come on, Isabel.

Just one more, one more.

Just push, push. (shrieks)

It's all right. It's almost here.

Come on. One more time.

(screams) Good girl. Uh!

(crying)

Oh!

(crying)

(Isabel sobs softly)

Is he all right?

It's a she!

She's more than all right.

(crying)

She's beautiful.

♪ Got a lot to do ♪

♪ I've got a lot to do ♪

♪ Oh-oh, but that can wait ♪

♪ I've got a lot to prove to nobody ♪

♪ I've got a lot to prove ♪

♪ I've got a lot to prove ♪

♪ Oh-oh, but that can wait. ♪

Lola,

you're back.

Apparently, last time I

wasn't unpleasant enough.

I just came to say thank you.

For what?

I thought having Kenna outside your door

might provoke you, and it did.

You boasted that spoken words

were like smoke in the

wind, useless as evidence,

and that gave Kenna a brilliant idea.

Kenna? A brilliant idea?

The evidence we needed

against you was written words.

You must recognize your own seal.

I do, but I don't recognize these letters.

This one contains your instructions

to hire a villager to attack

Bash with a poisoned knife.

You are holding one of

Greer's practice letters.

She does a good job with

your hand, don't you think?

Why would I ever put this on paper?

- It makes no sense.
- Does it matter?

We have this letter and we have the knife.

If those are enough to

make Henry investigate,

can you trust that none of your guards

will confess under torture?

What do you think Henry will do

when he learns you were working

to undermine his favorite son?

To sabotage his plans for England?

Don't you want to know

what the second one says?

Not particularly.

Well, you should thank us for this one.

This one shows that you are selfless,

kind and benevolent.

You've ordered your gold stores be used

to pay for a public banquet

in honor of the Acting Regent, Bash.

Wine, ale, musicians

and 50 roasted pigs.

No expense to be spared.

You... huh.

Lord Hugo did look taken

aback when he read it,

but he's already ordered

the preparations begun.

This first letter...

Who has seen this?

Well, that's up to you.

If any harm comes to Mary or Bash,

or any of us, Henry

and Francis will see it.

If not...

One of Mary's ladies

turned out to be a spy,

the other a forger. And Kenna...

well, let's be kind and

call her a seductress.

What are you?

A few months ago,

you killed a man I loved.

Ah, Colin.

So, you're bitter, then.

No, I'd say that title falls to you.

You justify what you do to protect

your son, but where is he now?

You've driven him away.

You're bitter, and alone.

I had my reasons.

I don't care why you abuse your power.

I just want it taken away from you.

Forever.

(door slams shut)

If we ride out soon,

we can be home from the

rendezvous by nightfall.

Bash, I wanted to apologize.

Last night

- I said some things that...

- You were scared.

We all were.

Forget it.

I can't forget it.

And really, neither can you.

What do you mean?

When your father gets home,

if the Pope agrees to his terms

and makes you the next heir,

things are going to

start moving very quickly.

Henry will want us married immediately.

And the moment you say yes,

the moment we are married,

you will be the King of Scotland,

and not long after

that, the King of France.

You will have hundreds

more enemies,

far more than you have now.

People endlessly seeking

your vulnerabilities.

My family's secrets, you mean.

I mean your family's importance to you.

You would do anything for them,

in spite of the risk

to yourself, or to your
crown, and I see that now.

And you think that's irresponsible.

I think it's noble.

Which is why I think you may not want this,

in your heart.

And I want you to have a choice.

If you don't want a crown...

if you don't want to marry

me, I will understand.

There's something wrong with Isabel.

Please!

Isabel... what's wrong?

Look at me.

Oh, no.

What? What is it?

She's still bleeding.

And it won't stop.

(sighs)

Bash, I've seen this happen before.

Then we'll get her out of here.

Find someone who can help her.

Bash...

Promise you'll care for the baby,

the same way you always cared for me.

(baby cooing)
Find her a home and a family...

Don't talk this way.

You'll care for her yourself.

Promise me.

(baby fussing)

I will.

On my word.

Isabel...

(fusses)

BASH: Isabel.

Isabel.

(baby crying)

(softly): Isabel.

(sighs)

(owl hoots)

You look so like your mother.

If you have half her heart,

you'll add plenty of joy to this world.

(baby fussing)

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

BASH: Please take this

child to the court nursery,

but use discretion.

Hide her existence among the

other children you care for.

I'm caring for two new ones

and a duke's visiting niece.

She'll fit right in.

If anyone asks you

where the baby came from,

you found her at the castle door.

That's all you know.

- Do you understand?
- Of course.

I'll say nothing.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh...

Did you see the baby's foot?

It's a mark that pagans sometimes put

on their newborns, to distinguish the baby

in the eyes of their gods.

Isabel must have put it there.

Who knows of this tradition?

Any pagan would.

Some villagers might.

Will the mark fade?

It should, eventually.

Well, let's pray that

eventually comes soon.

(distant bells toll)

We wondered where you

had gone, My Lord Regent,

when you disappeared so suddenly.

BASH: I went hunting,

and I found this fugitive.

I asked her why she fled

the jails, and she...

threatened me with a knife.

I...

The Regent was forced to kill her, my lord.

She fought him, but he

made quick work of it.

Well, it's no wonder she threatened you.

When we searched this girl's home,

we found not only stolen property,

but proof that her father

was Jonathan Durand,

a well-known traitor.

Never heard of him.

Oh, he was part of an

uprising 15 years ago,

after the crown burned dozens of heretics.

He was suspected of being a pagan himself.

Well, whoever he was,

- now his line is ended.

- Is it?

I seem to remember that

this girl was with child.

This is the way I found her.

She must have delivered

her baby and left it behind.

We can only hope the wolves

ended the child's life quickly.

Indeed.

The unwanted child of a criminal

deserves no better than the

unwanted criminal herself.

Just as the cowardly plotter

deserves no better than

his hidden puppeteer.

How is your friend, the Queen?

If she's too cold and lonely in her cell,

we can always find her some company.

No.

Thank you, but

Isabel's people don't put

cut flowers on their graves.
Flowers wither away,

and adorn death with more death.

But how are we to properly

mark her grave, then?

I know that it must

have been so hard for you

to present her body to court

like she was some kind of criminal.

(sighs)

There is another tradition, but...

you won't like it.

What is it?

Please.

We owe our bodies and lives to the earth,

so pagans give thanks

with what is most vital to us.

♪ And meet... ♪

♪ Me there ♪

♪ Bundles of flowers ♪

♪ We'll wait through the hours ♪

♪ Of cold ♪

(grunts)

♪ Shelter... ♪

♪ As we go ♪

Mary...

I've thought about what you said.

I never wanted a crown,

but if that's my fate, I'll accept it.

I'll learn to wear it.

But you need to know something:

I'm not Francis.

My duty will never be to some country,

some land, some throne.

If I'm married to you,

you'll be my family.

I'll be in it for you, and only you.

And if that's not what proper kings do...

♪ Who am I ♪

♪ Darling, to you ♪

♪ Who am I ♪

♪ I come alone here ♪

♪ I come alone here... ♪

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Henry returns from Rome unsuccessful, and accuses Catherine of adultery with
Nostradamus with the goal of executing her. Catherine learns about Isobel's baby
but the pagan mark on her foot is gone, making her useless as evidence against
Bash. Mary and Bash learn that years ago Catherine had an affair and gave birth to
a child before Francis was born. They inform Henry, who realizes that the father is
his friend, Richard Delacroix, and has him imprisoned. Henry also rejects
Catherine's attempts to out Bash and Diane as pagans, as he already knew about
their heritage. Catherine has an encounter with Clarissa and, upon questioning
Nostradamus, learns that the girl is a foundling who was disfigured by attempts
Nostradamus' father made to remove a birthmark on her face; Clarissa is Catherine's
daughter. Catherine attempts a murder-suicide with Mary, but Clarissa saves both of
them, and Catherine is taken away to the tower to await her execution.
NOSTRADAMUS: Since Mary, Queen of Scotland,

was a child,

the English have wanted

her country and her crown.

She is sent to France to wed its next king,

to save herself and her people,

a bond that should protect her.

But there are forces that conspire...

forces of darkness,

forces of the heart.

Long may she reign.

Previously on Reign:

- You're holding me prisoner?

- Guarded, day and night,

or at least until I'm back from Rome.

Sebastian, if this girl is

pregnant with your child...

The child is not mine. No one

knows of our true connection.

- But if they learn that a traitor was my uncle...

- You can never be king.

There's something wrong with Isabel!

Promise you'll care for the baby.

Find her a home and a family.

BASH: Hide her existence among

the other children you care for.

- I'll say nothing.

- MARY: Did you see the baby's foot?

It's a mark that pagans

sometimes put on their newborns.

- Will the mark fade?

- Eventually.

Let's pray that eventually comes soon.

MARY: Thank you, Jeanne,

for taking care of her...

and for keeping quiet about it.

I'm sorry I can't tell

you the mother's name,

but a child born out of wedlock...

I understand.

Poor lady, she'd be disgraced...

but I've kept the baby

well-hidden in the stables.

Could you give us a minute alone, please?

Of course, Your Grace.

(baby murmuring)

(whispering): Hi...

The mark is fading.

In a few days, it will be gone,

and then we can take her to a convent.

Meanwhile, that little mark

could lead to questions we can't answer.

What if they put this together with Isabel,

if they learned she was my cousin?

Once, my pagan ties only

put me in danger, but now...

imagine the response to a

heretic king on the throne.

We'd both be targets.

(sighs)

I don't like putting you at risk.

Every day this baby's in the castle...

It's going to be all right.

I talked to Agnes, our wet nurse's mother.

She's been helping care for the baby.

- (sighs)
- She agreed to take the child

to her village for a few days.

By then, the mark will be gone

and Agnes can take her on to a convent.

Francis would have offered

you a life without these risks.

We're being careful...

and we're lucky.

We only have to protect the

baby from servants' gossip.

Henry is away in Rome,

Catherine is locked in her tower,

and you are the regent.

My lord, my lady, news...

Henry's back, and they say

he's brought Medicis with him.

(flies buzzing)

Oh! My family!

Oh, Francesca.

Oh! Pietro.

You got my letters.

(sighs) I'm horrified, my dear.

(sighs) I know.

(gasps) But now I have you to thank

for making this place

fit for a human being.

(gasps)

My darling girl, we bring mixed tidings.

As you urged in your

letters, our family has thrown

its considerable weight

against this annulment

of your marriage to Henry.

- And were you successful?

- Yes.

Under our pressure, the

Pope refused to see Henry.
Excellent.

So Henry has returned here

with the aim of killing you.

He can't.

He has no legal justification!

He's accused you of adultery.

That's a treasonable offense.

If found guilty, you would pay with...

PIETRO: They say one or

two of Henry VIII's wives

practiced laying their head on a block,

so they could face the end with dignity.

But, of course, it will never come to that.

Absolutely not.

We will be here to see any

charges are fairly disputed.

And we've arranged that

you may leave the tower,

under guard, to prepare your defense.

But, just in case...

CATHERINE: This is ridiculous.

Who am I accused of being adulterous with?

You meant it, didn't you?

If I say these things at the court,

you'll find me a suitable husband?

Yes, I promise. Now try to concentrate.

Were they naked?

Not entirely.

Well, that wouldn't be

believable, would it?

And how do you know how far they went?

The Queen screamed in pleasure.

- Lady Kenna, I'm not sure...
- No, no, no.

I like that. Let Catherine

scramble for her dignity.

Catherine tried to poison me once.

You could tell them that in court.

No one cares, Kenna.

- That part's true.

- My dear Henry's only

interested in offenses against himself.

Aren't you supposed to

wait outside the door,

so I can conduct my defense privately?

(sighs)

Off with you, child.

You've killed me enough for one day.

Did you miss me?

This is judicial murder, Henry.

We all know how this plays out

when a king tries to cast off a queen.

I'll have a line of witnesses

to your adultery a mile long,

all eager to say whatever

I want them to say.

Nobles, servants, stable boys,

the man who clips the hedges in

the garden, it doesn't matter.

Twist and squirm all you

want; you can't outlast them,

because I'll have another, and another.

All to wed Mary to your bastard son,

and get her to stake her

claim to the English throne.

(sighs) It won't look good, Henry.

You're doing all this for England.

You're killing me for England.

When you go back to the Vatican all set

to legitimize Bash, you

need to give them a fig leaf.

You need the appearance of fairness.

So that you and the Pope don't look like

the power-hungry bastards you are.

Oh, my hands will be clean.

I'm keeping a distance.

The evidence against you will

be collected by my old friend.

You remember Viscount Richard Delacroix?

It takes a special kind of vindictiveness

to kill a woman over a

petty slight from years ago.

Petty?

You exiled me from court.

You should never have

referred to your queen

as an "Italian horse."

I didn't.

I called you an "Italian mule."

HENRY (laughs): I'm sure you never stopped

to notice, but you have made a

lot more enemies than just me.

And now the time's come to pay.

(woman gasps) MAN: Your Majesty.

WOMEN: Your Majesty.

WOMAN: Your Majesty, you're back.

Your Majesty shines like

the sun upon our humble...

Yes, Bernard.
Where are we?

Gervaise has taken back his request

to dedicate his new play to you,

for fear of offending the king.

Martin assumes his dancers are canceled,

and is preparing to move on to Padua.

Everyone! Your attention.

The queen of France wants it known

that nothing will be canceled.

The money will continue to flow.

The arts in France live,

as long as Catherine de Medici lives,

and I intend that to be a long, long time.

(all applaud)

Now, let's not make that a lie.

Ah, Charlotte, a word.

Is it bad, Your Grace?

It's worse than bad.

Henry will have my head,

and I can't win if I fight him legally.

Then I trust Your Grace

has another strategy.

Well, my best chance, my only

chance, is to destroy Sebastian.

That way, Henry will have to

turn to Francis as the next heir

and there'll be no need to kill me.

There must be something I can

use to destroy the bastard.

We've watched him, Your

Grace, as you ordered.

Janet says that for the last few days,

Bash and Mary have spent
an unusual amount of time

in the wine cellar.

Danielle told me that she saw

Mary talking to the wet nurse,

and the wet nurse going

down to the stables...

several times.

(chuckles)

The physician said to leave the bandage on

for another three days.

Do not remove it until

then; not for any reason.

When the burn is healed,

you can take the child

to the Convent of St. Clare.

Have no fear, Your Grace.

Babies are nothing new to me.

I've delivered dozens in my time.

Be on your way, Agnes.

Your Majesty, I'm

surprised to see you here.

Yes, I thought a ride might clear my head.

But you're not wearing your riding habit.

Oh, how foolish.

I should have changed.

(gasps) What...

a beautiful baby.

Grandchild, Agnes?

- Orphan, left at the castle door.

- Mm.

Agnes is taking her to the

convent. Isn't that right?
Yes, Your Grace.

Babies are such a sign

of hope in dark times.

Oh, I hope nothing's wrong,

is there?

Jeanne, dear, go away.

Queen Mary and I need

to have a little talk.

That's a pagan child.

No doubt the mother was pagan as well.

I'm not sure what you're imagining.

So what would this make Bash

in the eyes of the nobles?

The fact that he's kept that mark secret...

the timing of the birth,

which will foster suspicion.

Half of them don't want

him as their king as it is.

Rumors are deadly to

a man in that position.

Rumors are deadly for a queen as well.

Yes, I'm a good object lesson, aren't I?

If Henry can cut off my head

based on rumors he creates himself,

imagine what would happen

to Bash with actual evidence.

One look at that baby,

and Bash's enemies will say,

"Where there's smoke, there's fire."

At best, they'll pull him off the throne

and you'll lose the alliance.

At worst...

well, by the time they're finished...

you could end up on a stake beside him,

my dear, if you aren't careful.

I'm not threatening you.

I'm giving you a chance

to run home to your mother

and let Bash be what he's always been,

a playmate to Henry.

Otherwise...

well yes, then I am threatening you.

It will be hard to destroy us both,

when you are without your head.

(laughs) So it's to be a race, is it?

Well, I seek to pull down Bash

from the perch he does not deserve.

You can help Henry trip me into my grave.

Which one of us will crush the other first?

I wonder.

When the ax falls on your

neck, I will be there...

with Bash...

the next king of France.

Hello, old friend.

Too bad you didn't see this one coming.

Somehow I never see anything

coming that could help me.

(sighs)

So, we're lovers now, are we?

Well, Henry was never very imaginative.

(breathing heavily)

You've read books on pagan law.

You probably understand

more about it than anyone
who isn't a pagan themselves.

Tell me, have you ever thought

Sebastian might know more about

what goes on in the forest

than a good Catholic should?

He seems well-informed.

But then, he's a woodsman.

He hunts game there.

It's reasonable to think

he might see things.

Are you aiming to use Bash

as your way out of this?

Are you keeping your own counsel

because a man marked for questioning

might betray your secrets?

(sighs) I'm sorry our

friendship has made you a target.

No harm done yet.

They've only given me a

look at the instruments.

(door clanks open)

Ah! The guilty couple together again.

It isn't funny, Henry.

It might be a little funny,

if you're the only one who suffers.

Nostradamus...

I've come to offer you a deal.

If you'll say that you

and my wife have been having an affair,

I'll show mercy.

Instead of death, your punishment

will be exile from France.

Is that so bad?

You can pretend to tell fortunes in

Germany or Spain.

I think not.

HENRY: Well, there you are.

Loyalty's an odd thing.

Heaven knows how you engender it, my dear.

CATHERINE: You must see

how frustrating this is.

Clearly, you're in Mary's confidence.

It was your own mother

who took the baby away.

You must know where they've gone.

The Convent of St. Clare, Your Majesty.

Yes, but we've been to

the Convent of St. Clare,

and there was no baby.

Where else would they go?

Where does your mother live?

I dislike leaving you in the

hands of my family, Jeanne.

Sometimes they lack my patience.

But I simply don't have the time

to cajole the answers from you.

BASH: The risks Catherine

talked about are real.

You could marry me,

and I could be pulled down from the throne.

Or we could try for England

and both lose our heads.

Do you want to withdraw?

Give up our plans,

the legitimization?
No. No. I'm committed.

But I want you to commit.

I have. Politically.

Is a political reward
enough to justify the risks?

It's not for me, and I

don't believe it is for you.

Mary...

(sighs) since childhood, you were told that

Francis... was your destiny.

Have you ever considered

what might have been,

if I were the Dauphin

when you came to court

instead of my brother?

If you came with your heart open...

ready to love me?

(door clanks open)

Oh, Mary, it's terrible.

Jeanne, the wet nurse...

We were gentle, as you wished.

Our men simply stretched

her a bit on the rack.

And?

Her mother lives in Peronne.

I've already sent horsemen.

She's all right now. I

saw her in the infirmary.

But she said to tell

you that she's worried.

She said, "They know where

my mother took the baby."

They'll have sent men already.

We must get there first.

The Medicis don't know this countryside.

They'll have to follow a map, go by road.

We'll cut over the hills.

(inhales deeply)

CLARISSA (whispering): You're

going to get what you deserve.

You and Nostradamus.

Who are you, ghost?

Why are you here?

Come out into the light.

Where we can all see you!

(Catherine gasping)

(panting)

I haven't accepted the king's offer.

I won't betray you.

I wonder if you've already betrayed me.

Tell me about the castle ghost.

Who, contrary to what

you've repeatedly told me,

is not really a ghost.

You've seen her?

And touched her bony little arm.

Well, she has a grudge against me,

and you, too, it seems.

But you knew that, I'm sure!

Her name is Clarissa.

She's forged a bond with Mary.

Sees herself as Mary's defender.

(sighs) So, of course,

she sees me as a threat.

And yet you have been

hiding this danger from me.

How long has she been lurking in shadows,

listening to God knows what?!

I feel responsible for her.

It was the year of the great storm.

My father came home through the floods

with a newborn in his arms.

He wanted to see if he
could correct her face.

"Correct" it?

As the villagers said,

"She was kissed by the devil."

You mean she had a birthmark?

Going up along one cheek.

The mother insisted the mark be removed.

And my father...

liked to experiment.

He tried to remove it.

First, surgically...

then with potions.

He managed to peel and

dissolve some of the stain,

but the... the wounds putrefied.

By the time he stopped,

she was horribly deformed.

(sighs)

He didn't tell the mother this?

As soon as it went wrong,

he hurried to cover his failure.

He told her the baby had died.

Of natural causes.
And he ordered me to expose
the child in the woods.

Why did you disobey?

Perhaps I know what

it's like to be a freak.

I found a couple willing to take her in.

Paid them what I could.

And yet, she ended up here.

Some of the villagers said

she was marked by the devil.

Children tormented her.

They laughed, threw stones.

Then one day, she broke.

She tackled a boy,

and nearly beat him half to death.

So you brought this...

wretched, tortured savage here?

To live in the shadows?

The shadows are the only life she has.

I hear tomorrow's a big day for me.

There was another

option... you rejected it.

My hands are tied.

Who ties the hands of the king?

Other than a select lusty few?

You know...

I feel better about this all the time.

Really, Henry, is this

the best you could do?

Adultery, with the court seer.

Even the way I put you to death...

fails to meet your standards.

Well, perhaps you're right.

It's just hard to picture

you in the arms of anyone

you're not obliged to sleep with

for reasons of state.

You're incapable of love,

I know that well enough.

So that's the lie that you tell

yourself to justify all this.

However our marriage began...

we came to love each

other in those first years.

Don't pretend that we didn't.

Yes. That was a charming

illusion you created...

until you tired of it and pushed me away.

I pushed you away?!

(sighs)

Who brought Diane back to court?

Who had her pointedly in

his lap during that meeting

with the German ambassador?

Yes, I was childish.

I was young, and a man doesn't respond well

when his wife uses him as a

studhorse to sire offspring.

I was saving my life.

Ten years without a child!

How many queens have been

tossed aside, or beheaded

for not providing an heir?!

My family warned me ahead of time...

Oh, let's not bring the

damn Medicis into this!
You are the one who
wanted me to perform with

quack medicines from half

the doctors in Europe,

but without the slightest hint

of tenderness, or even liking.

I hurt your feelings.

The man who would have

had me killed and found another queen

was annoyed because I'm trying to...

I would not have killed you!

Or put you aside!

I was in love with you.

Could you not have trusted me?

(whispering): Trust you?

You're killing me now!

We are not the same people.

Maybe I had something to do with that.

Trust does not come easily to me.

(Catherine sighs)

I was always taught that love was delusion.

That people love what you can give them,

and a queen...

what's the use of might-have-beens?

It's too late.

Those two naive children are dead now.

We killed them.

Did we?

Let down your hair.

Let me look at you.

(knocking)
Welcome, Your Grace, my lord.

This is my nephew, Andrew.

Are you here to see the baby?

She's in the next room.

I just got her to sleep.

Oh, she's still here!

Of course, my lady. Where would she be?

No one's come asking about her?

- No, my lord.
- Oh, we're in time, then.

Agnes, we're here to take

the baby away, and it might

be a good idea for you and

your nephew to leave, as well.

Just for a while.

If you don't, then...

you... you might be questioned.

There are people searching for the baby,

and if they don't find her,

they might think that you

can tell them where she is.

Questioned? Who would want...?

(horse neighing, hoofbeats approaching)

(quietly): At least six horses.

Medicis.

If they find us, they won't need

the baby. They can kill us here,

now, where no one will know.

And won't that solve

all Catherine's problems!

Agnes, do you have another door?

Or a window in the back?

Somewhere to hide, then?

There must be somewhere.

If those men find us,

Queen Mary and me won't be

the only people to die here.

They'll have to kill you

- and your nephew.

- Oh.

You'll be witnesses.

(knocking)

Hmm.

I don't want to do this to you.

Then don't.

We've come for the baby, old woman.

Where is it?

I don't understand.

Who are you?

What's in there?

Sacks of grain and apples

to store through the winter.

Open it.

AGNES: My son has the key.

He's not here.

There were two horses outside.

Yes, my son and daughter-in-law

are in from town.

They're visiting the farm on the next hill.

What's that, then?

I guess you were telling

the truth after all.

(baby crying)

Go.
(baby crying)

(metallic clink)

(door creaks open)

Tomorrow's witnesses have been canceled.

The inquiry is postponed.

(sighs) It seems

Henry's had misgivings.

He needs time to think.

Thank God.

(sighs)

It may be only in a temporary reprieve,

but at least I've achieved that.

At the price of convincing the devil

you're married to that you love him.

I do love him, Richard.

I had to speak the truth.

There are times when lies...

lack sufficient power.

Richard, no man has

ever cared for me the way you do.

(sighs)

You left court to throw off suspicion,

and now you've returned...

to take up a task you despise,

and all to protect me.

And for myself.

I dared not let Henry appoint

someone else to prosecute you.

Who knows what they might have found?

Don't pretend to be
self-interested, my dear.
You never could pull it off.

Catherine,

all these years without you,

imagining you in Henry's arms.

Can't you lie,

and say you love me best?

I will always love you best,

Richard, my heart.

You're the one man I have never lied to.

Unless this is a lie.

(laughter)

For years, Catherine was

unable to get pregnant.

She felt rejected by the king, humiliated

and frightened, I'm sure.

A queen who can't produce an heir?

So, she turned for comfort

to someone else.

Who?

I never saw his face.

But the notes, the secret

letters that flew back and forth

as the time came for her to give birth.

The orders to her ladies-in-waiting,

the fear the king might find out.

She slapped one of the ladies,

told her to be more careful.

Servants are invisible to the highborn.

They think we aren't even there.

But we are.

I saw...
how scared Catherine was.

Because it was the lover's child, you see.

Not Henry's.

- And you'll testify to this?

- I will.

Mind you, I'm not one to wish my lady harm.

If she hadn't done such

wickedness to my daughter...

Yes.

We all must protect those that we love.

HENRY: Have you no evidence beyond notes

you say were exchanged,

notes you never read?

I thought you wanted to convict the queen.

I just want to be sure of the truth.

Well, that's new.

Why should you think the child wasn't mine?

What color were its eyes?

- AGNES: I can't say.

- RICHARD: My lord,

I'm afraid the witness

doesn't seem that helpful.

I could take her and question her further.

I barely noticed the eyes,

for the birthmark over half her cheek.

- Birthmark?
- The child was born

with a port-wine stain just above her lip.

The queen reacted unfavorably to it.

The girl was handed off

to Nostradamus's father,

the court surgeon, and must

have died soon after, poor thing.
(baby cooing)

It's not here.

The pagan mark isn't here.

What baby did you take?

This is the same child.

She was with the midwife.

She's useless to me! Useless!

What do you want me to do with her?

What do I care?

Send her to a convent.

(knocking)

The king wishes to see you.

(baby cooing)

(grunts) HENRY: Richard,

my old companion.

How many taverns did we shut down

when we were younger?

I remember how that

birthmark runs in your family.

You were the first of my friends

to grow a beard, weren't you?

You're going to kill me, aren't you?

What do you want me to say?

That you're sorry!

You were my friend, and she was my wife.

I'm sorry I couldn't save you.

HENRY: A short good-bye, I know.

If you need more time together,

I can have his head

delivered to your chambers

within the hour.

- Always generous in victory.

- It is victory.

There is enough for the ecclesiastical

court to render a guilty verdict.

And then you can have

your way unobstructed.

And put the son of your

choice on the throne.

Pagan sympathizer though he is.

What?

Oh, I could be wrong.

He might not be a pagan sympathizer.

He might simply be a
pagan, like his mother.

How dare you make these

wild, baseless accusations?

You have no proof!

I'm sure this is familiar, Henry.

Diane kept it in her chambers.

Oh, it's just a charming,

decorative sculpture.

If you had ever cared to read

Nostradamus's books on
pagan lore, you would know

that this represents the soul of its owner.

It's meant to be kept in the lover's home,

so the lover's soul can

be kept close to one's own.

It's very pretty, if heretical.

Huh.

Diane's soul.

Lovely, if a bit lightweight.

- (scoffs)
- BASH: Father,

let me speak.
Silence.

You'll have your turn.

CATHERINE: Let's face it, Henry.

What good

is a Catholic claim to England

when heresy abounds here in France?

The rumors alone could splinter your realm

and destroy your entire legacy.

Father, she's lying!

She planted the evidence.

Silence!

I've been betrayed

sufficiently for one day.

Go on.

Yes.

I can see how you might suspect

I had planted the evidence.

But as it happens, you've

had two guards accompanying me

wherever I go. (laughs)

How ironic that they are now my witnesses.

Bellows?

Is it true?

Did you see the queen find this object?

Yes, my lord.

She told us to come in

and witness that everything

was above board. That thing was

in a chest on the table.

Queen Catherine didn't plant it there.

Would you be willing to

testify to this publicly?

I will speak the truth, my lord.

Ah.

(Catherine chuckles)

(yells)

(Catherine screaming)

And you?

Did you see anything?

No, my lord, I saw nothing.

You don't need to teach me how rumors work.

I know it, and I know

the time to quash them

is when they're still in the seed.

You're letting your lust

for England blind you!

I've had a lot of time to think about that,

well before England became a possibility.

As it happens,

Diane chose to share her secret with me.

It took some years for her to trust me.

I'm glad she did.

She wanted to put her past behind her,

to have a new life with me.

I'd hoped once the same

might be true with you,

that you could put your family

behind you and we'd grow closer,

but every year

shows me how deep your Medici blood goes.

You wouldn't have minded my Medici blood

if the hurt of my betrayal

wasn't stinging you right now.

I know how that feels.

Well played.
(sighs)

Lesson for the day: next

time you see a threat,

large or small, you

cut it down like a weed.

Understand?

Yes.

(sword clangs)

(door opens)

You've disgraced yourself

and our family.

By what, adultery?

How many of our family have taken lovers?

Including the Popes.

You've disgraced us by losing.

(sighs)

Yes.

I can attempt escape.

With our money, I can

fashion a bribe like no other.

You can give me refuge in Italy.

We can give you this.

I saw the way you looked

at the execution block.

This is kinder than the ax.

And less vulgar in the eyes of the family.

Safe voyage, Queen Catherine.

(door closes)

Queen Catherine is just

the first, isn't she?

I suppose my cousin Elizabeth

is on that list, too.
That's the deal I made with the king.

Mary, claiming England means nothing to me.

I was only interested in claiming you.

If you want to change your mind...

Henry will never permit it.

The decision is yours.

And if Henry stands in the way,

I'll kill him for you.

Did you hear his advice today?

To cut down any threat?

He put my head on the chopping block

to threaten you.

Anyone who threatens you

or terrorizes you or harms you,

I will cut down.

Even my father.

You're always saying

that you're not Francis.

I can see that now.

Yes.

My brother is more civilized.

He plays by the rules.

Bash?

Yes.

You frighten me sometimes.

And exhilarate me, and

challenge me to do things

I never thought I could.

You don't have to be Francis.

You're sure?

Because there'll be no turning back.

You asked me if things
might have been different

if I had come to you with an open heart.

♪ Around again to when ♪

♪ To when ♪

My heart is open.

♪ Running out the spaces of mind ♪

♪ Standing in the garden ♪

♪ Guard my number ♪

♪ From the one who says go ♪

♪ Standing in the garden ♪

♪ Guard my number ♪

♪ From the one who says go ♪

♪ Leave the son ♪

♪ Alone ♪

♪ You can care, you can stand ♪

♪ Reasons to go on ♪

♪ Can't hear anyone tell you ♪

♪ What you like ♪

Oh, don't overreact.

The guards are outside the

door if you want to shout.

Meanwhile, there's no one to see you

in your altogether except me.

How are you allowed to

wander around the castle?

Well, I told them I was preparing an appeal

to be lodged with the ecclesiastical court.

Of course, we all know how

pointless that would be.
Don't call out.

This is madness.

A few days ago, I'd have thought so.

Now I have no alternative.

We both must die.

You've already lost.

You have nothing to gain from killing me.

I'm a mother.

And a mother

who won't be here to be sure

that her children are safe.

But I can give them one thing.

I can remove you before I go.

I mean your children no harm.

What do your good intentions matter?

I kill you, and the marriage

with Sebastian is gone.

My children's inheritance restored.

I kill you, and ensure

that you can never be

the cause of Francis's death.

(coughs)

It's the best legacy that I can offer.

(gasping for air)

I hope you'll excuse the choice of poison.

I know death takes a bit longer.

But I didn't want to be cruel.

I promise that you'll feel no pain.

(door opens)

(knocking) MAN: Who goes there?

Your Grace?!
(coughing) (man shouting)

- Wake up, Mother!

- (knocking)

Wake up, Mother!

MAN: Open the door now!

Wake up, Mother!

Wake up, Mother.

No.

They told me you were dead.

- MAN: Open the door!

- You should be dead.

(coughing) And so should I.

But I'm saving you.

Get away from me! Go!

Get out!

(wheezing)

(coughing) (grunts)

Wait!

Don't touch them. They might be poisoned.

Mary.

(panting)

Mary. Are you all right? What happened?

(coughing)

Catherine tried to kill me.

Take her away.

Chain her up like the animal she is!

(coughing, panting)

You should have left France

while you had the chance!

He's a man with secrets.

You've made a choice

that will be your ruin!

I know who he is.

And I've made the perfect choice.

Because together, we have killed you.

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When Clarissa kidnaps the younger children of King Henry and Queen Catherine, Mary
and Bash work with the Queen to find them, with tragic results. Meanwhile, when
Lola attempts to help her ...
they all need
something to hold on to

they all mean well

you could never

feel my story

it's all you know... Oh!

You're going to get

what you deserve.

Who are you, ghost?

Come out.

So we can all see you!

How long has she been

lurking in shadows

Listening to god knows what?

I will stake my claim

on England...

And I will marry your son,

But not francis... bash.

To the future
king and queen of France,
Scotland and England.

Francis:
I envied you for so long...

And look at us now.

You have what's mine

and I have your freedom.

I plan to take
full advantage of it.

You're holding me prisoner?

Guarded, day and night.

Or at least until
I'm back from rome.

Imprison her.

Here we are...

...The queen's private chambers.

It's all ours.

There you are.

You missed our ride

this morning.

I'm sorry. I overslept.

I hope you weren't

up all night worrying again.

Just the fact that we've had

no news from the vatican.

And will you worrying

Make the pope choose to

legitimize me any sooner?

The vatican will come around

And when they do, you and I

can finally be married.

I promise.

That's not all

I'm worried about.

Your half brothers,

charles and henry...

...I see their sad faces

around the castle

And I realize how hard

this must be for them.

It's awful; I know.

There's a frost fair

in the village this morning.

I want to take them,

just us three.

As something special to take

their minds off their troubles.

You are so good.

So truly good.

Will there be ice skating?

Yes, and sleigh rides

And spice candy

and puppet plays.

And all the boys and girls

from the village will be there.

Mother and father don't like us

playing with regular children.

I wish mother
could be there.

I know.

Will we see her...

Before she dies?

Don't worry about that now.

Your mother wants you

to be happy.

And she'll be happier knowing

that you've had a lovely day.

Guard: Coming through.

Look out!

Look out!

Get back! All of you!

What's going on?
Look! It's the medici princes!

Death to queen catherine

and her line!

Your days are numbered,

spawn of that medici whore. Get down.

Catherine
Hey.

Who's there?

Show yourself.

I won't take the blame

if you've stolen from the queen.

Catherine:
Where are my boys now?

Bash is with them.

I warned you of the unrest

that would result

From changing
the line of succession.

Once the vatican

legitimizes bash,

Henry will take off my head,

Those boys will be orphans.

They'll still have their father.

How much attention do you think

they'll get from him

As he cavorts with
his new bride diane?

And as for bash,

as soon as he takes power,

He will face unrelenting

pressure to do away with them.

I will not allow it.

I will take care of them.

You?
And bash, as well.

We will raise them

as if they were our own.

Despite what you may think,

I never intended
to harm your family.

I just wanted
to save francis.

I wish I could believe that.

And I want
to help clarissa, too.

Clarissa?

Yes, she is your daughter.

We both know that.

And she saved my life.

How do you intend on

coaxing her out of the passages?

I've ordered a mask made,

to cover her deformity.

It's being delivered today.

And then when the time is right,

I will arrange for her

to have chambers of her own.

You seriously intend to

integrate her into society,

After a life in the shadows,

Living like vermin?

That girl is broken,

she is more animal than human.

The greatest mercy

would be to have her put down.

You don't mean that.

You would never want that

for your own child.

I suppose I'll have to

get used to other people

Deciding what I want

for my children.
They'll be out of my care,
very shortly, when I'm dead.

Which one's your marble?

It's that one.

Henry:
Where'd it go?

What can I do to protect

my younger brothers?

There must be a way

to make them safe.

I marvel that you could have

been brought up at court

And still
understand it so poorly.

For a royal, there's

no such thing as safety.

I realize the notion

of my being king

Disappoints you, lord hugo.

It did once.

But not anymore.

Mary:
You've switched sides?

I'm head of the king's

privy council for two reasons:

I know how to manage men

And I know how

to pick the winning side.

In light of recent events,

The queen's pending execution

And francis's continuing

absence from court...

That side is yours.

How lucky I am to have

such steadfast support.

If steadfast is
what you require,

There's only one way

to achieve it.

Factions need a flag

to rally behind,

And every young prince

with a claim to the throne

Is another flag.

But, if those flags

were taken away...

...Perhaps permanently...

Are you suggesting...

Killing the boys?!

I would never presume

to make such a suggestion.

Those boys are

the king's own blood.

You asked about safety.

This morning's attack was mild.

We are aware of that

and share your concern.

There are plots being set

on both sides, no doubt...

And with deadlier consequences.

Sooner or later,
blood will be spilled.

It's just a matter of whose.

Yours and mary's...

...Or another's.

Lord hugo's right...

My brothers need
to be dealt with.

"dealt with"?
What are you saying?

Send them away from France.

I was sent to
a nunnery at six.

It didn't stop the english

from making attempts on my life.

You've had far more attempts

against your life here.

You weren't there this morning.

Those boys need our protection

And I promised catherine

I would keep them safe.

We should keep them

here with us.

And teach them

to be constantly afraid?

Always on the lookout

for the next attack?

I won't have them grow up

to fear their own shadows.

At least they'll have a chance

of a normal childhood.

"normal?"

At court?

This is absurd.

You feel guilty for

taking away what they had,

So you want to keep them around,

Never mind what

their lives might be like...

And you feel guilty because

they remind you of francis,

So you want to get them

out of sight.

Is that really what you think?

It doesn't matter.

I forbid you from

sending them away.

You forbid it?

How is this your decision?

I am the queen who's

going to give your father

The legacy
of conquering England.

Who do you think

he's going to side with?

Very well.

I'll go double the guard

around the boys.

Unless that means

I don't love them enough.

Fredrick:
Lola?

Fredrick!

Are you all right?

Have they
mistreated you?

I'm fine...
As long as you brought the...

I brought the money.

Thank god. Sorry you had

to come all the way.

You wouldn't believe the string

Of bad luck I've had

at the tables.

Let's just get you out of here.

To whom do you owe the money?

Man:
Maurice bisset.

Please excuse the trouble

my brother has caused.

Here's the sum he owes,

plus interest.

How lucky you are to have

such a lovely sister

Willing to go to such lengths

to secure your release.

Shall we?

Unfortunately,
this debt

Is more complicated.

What do you mean?

In addition to lying
about his means,

Your brother attempted

to cheat at my tables,

A very serious breach

of house rules.

Perhaps an additional sum

would help smooth things over.

Such a grave crime requires

more than money

To repay it, don't you think?

What are you suggesting?

I admire

The passion you have

for your brother.

Perhaps you would

consider sharing

Some of that passion...

With me.

I need to see
the prisoner.

And what is this

that you're bringing?

A bible.

So she can make peace

with her maker

Before her execution.

If you're looking
for a weapon,

Some say there's none greater

than the scriptures themselves.

Oh, good.

More sanctimonious talk

from my self-appointed redeemer.

King henry's actions

may not have been fair,

But it doesn't change

The results.

You must seek absolution

for your sins.

You think that

is gonna save me?

If you really cared

about my well-being,

You'd have brought some

poison like I asked!

Then, at least,
I could die with dignity,

Alone, at my own hand.

You mustn't say such things.

Suicide is
a mortal sin!

You'd be condemned
to the fires of hell.

Henry intends to make

a spectacle of my death,

As a final insult to me,

And to bring some semblance

of validity to his actions.

I won't grant him

the satisfaction,

If I have to tear my throat out

with my own hands!

And unless you're prepared to

help me in that goal, get out.

And don't return.

What's going on?

Bash, what have
you done?

Charles:
This is all for us?

Yes.

Now go make friends.

You said
they should have

A normal childhood,
but also be safe.

They missed out on the frost

fair in the village, so...

Mary:
You brought it to them.

That is the sweetest thing

I've ever seen.

Bash: Their entire lives are

filled with danger and isolation.

I just wanted them

to have this day.

Mary, come help us

with our masks!

I've made some

arrangements.

I can pay you double

the debt,

But it'll take a week

to assemble the money.

I don't think so.

Well done.

What incredible luck

you must have.

He's a cheat,
just like your brother.

Was that really necessary?

He's lucky I didn't crush

both his hands.
That's the penalty
at most establishments,

But I prefer to be merciful.

Your brother begged me

to spare him that fate.

He said that
your family was wealthy,

And that he'd make it

worth my while.

I had no idea how worthwhile

until I laid my eyes on you.

Why me?

You can't make this offer

to many.

It's not good business.

You're a lady of title.

I've taken money

from many a noble,

But none ever treated me

as an equal.

I'd like to know

what it feels like

To touch what only

they can touch.

Do we have a deal?

Pardon me.
I couldn't help

But overhear
that this lady

Is to be played for
this evening.

My benefactor,
the viscount de brilhac,

Would like the chance

to win her for himself.

She's not available.

She's with me.

The viscount
is prepared to wager

Double her debt

on one cut of the cards.

I've already
been offered that.

Francis:
Four times, then.

Burgundy house is not afraid

of a simple wager?

One cut of the cards.

Four times the debt,

plus the girl if I win.

And if I win,
the debt is forgiven,

And the girl is mine.

Too bad,
monsieur viscount.

Double it again.

Eight times the debt, you mean?

And the girl.

Though I don't know

why you'd risk it.

It's much safer

to just take the money.

If your gallantry is as easy

as your lovely inherited money,

Why not make it 16 times

the debt?

No.
Very well.

After you.

Well-played.

Luck of the draw.

Shall we retire
to my room, my lady?

Wait.
You look familiar.

Haven't I seen you

somewhere before?

I'm told I look like

The dauphin of France...

Only taller.

Kenna:
Well, I agree with mary.

They should stay here,

At the home
they've always known.

Look at them, having

the time of their lives.

Who's that?

I don't know.
Some servant, perhaps?

He looks ill at ease, don't you think?

Boy: Ow!

Charles! Oh, charles.

Come here.

Are you all right?

Charles?
Henry?

What is it?

We can't find the princes.

Bash:
Everyone!

Masks off at once!

Bash.

They're gone.

Search the castle

and the grounds,

They can't have gone far.

And check the boys' chambers.

And find lord hugo!
Mary, wait.

What are you doing?

You're wasting precious time!

The boys are fine.

How do you know?

Because I arranged
their disappearance.

What?!

They're being transported

To the abbey
at troyes as we speak.

From there, they'll continue

to the spanish border.

There are riders stationed

at checkpoints along the way

To keep us up to date
on their progress.

You had this plan in mind

all along.

That's why you wanted

your brothers outside.

You were planning

their kidnapping!

They weren't safe here.

Something had to be done.

Lord hugo: Sebastian.

There you are.

We found this man hiding

in the woods.

He had a rope
and two burlap sacks.

I believe he intended to capture

and drown the princes.

Is this true?

You are the next great king,

sebastian.

The medicis must die.

Lord hugo: We'll question him
thoroughly, my lord.

If he knows anything about

the princes' disappearance,

We'll get it out of him.

Out you get.

We'll go inside where

no one can see us.

There. Right.

Get some food in you.

We've got a long night

ahead of us

If we're going to make it

to troyes before daylight.

Charles:
I'm cold.

Go on then.
I'll fetch a blanket.

Woman
Hey.

Who's there?

Clarissa,
what are you doing here?

I was worried about you.

Clarissa is my friend.

We played together
at the castle.

How did you find us?

Does anyone know

you're here?

Your mother will know

soon enough.

I left her a message.

Why are you wearing the

driver's cloak and that mask?

Mary had it made for me.

Do you like it?

I don't know.

Are you going to stay with us?

I'm going to take care of you.

From now on,

we're going to be a family.

Pack up. Let's go.

Thank you again, so much,

for what you did.

To make such an enormous wager

based on nothing but chance.

Well, it's safer

than fighting our way out.

My brother...

Seems a little adrift.

I've traipsed

All over europe, pulling him out

of this scrape or that,

Each time
worse than the last.

But we're all my parents

have left.

I can understand both sides,

if you want the truth.

I am familiar
with feeling adrift.

And with being let down

by a brother I loved.

I'm sorry.

Truly, I am.

I know they thought

they were saving my life,

Or at least mary did.

Bash has his own reasons.

I envy you.
In what possible way?

Well, you've escaped

that hideous court.

You're not bound

by duty or politics.

You don't have to lie

or pretend.

You can do what you want.

You can set your own course.

Well, it's not all

it's cracked up to be,

But there are things

I don't miss.

Like my mother's meddling,

for one.

When I left, henry had her

locked in the tower,

Just until the annulment

came through,

But that didn't stop her

from stirring up trouble.

She tried to get

mary and bash...

What?

You don't want to hear it.

I do.

Hearing it makes it real.

It still doesn't feel that way.

Don't be ashamed of your pain.

It does you credit.

You have a true heart.

It will mend.

I'd like that very much.

Shall we...
Shall we find something

To keep us occupied

Until we can sleep?

Yes, please.

What is it? Guard: I heard coughing,

and now she won't answer.

Did you check on her?

She's blocked the door with something.

I heard what she said before

about taking her life.

open the door at once!

Help me push it in! Quickly!

Dear god.

Untie the rope.

I must get her to the

infirmary immediately.

What for? Would it not be

a kindness to let her pass on?

The king wants her death

to be a spectacle.

Will you be the one

to deny him that?

I'll be back with her

as soon as I can.

Tell no one.

And pray, for both our sakes,

That I'm successful

in reviving her.

Nostradamus:
You're safe now.

Oh, thank god.

Ooh.

Help me with this.

It's digging into my back

like a butcher's hook.
You're lucky it held
your weight

Or you'd have hung yourself

for real.

You're lucky
they didn't find it hidden

In the spine of that bible

you brought.

Lying isn't exactly

your strong suit.

Now, where am I meeting

the wagon?

At the east end of the grounds.

Past the stables.

It won't be comfortable, but...

It's my only chance of making it

To Italy undetected.

What is it?

Something you need to know.

Charles and young henry

went missing today

At the frost fair.

Missing?

Do you mean kidnapped?

It's too early to say.

Bash has sent guards to search for them.

Bash?

So the fox has offered to help

find the missing chickens?

We don't know
that he was responsible

For their disappearance.

Of course it's bash

or one of his backers.

Who else would profit

from my son's removal?
My sweet boys...

Oh, they'll be terrified

if they're even...

You must go
to your rendezvous.

The guards will be

searching for you.

And abandon my children?

You can't help them from here.

You're a condemned woman.

Go to Italy,
gather your strength.

Others will see

To the safety
of your children here.

Others?

I'm their mother.

I will not leave this place

until I know

That my boys are safe

or until I am actually dead.

What do you mean the boys didn't

make it to the checkpoint?

They're probably fine.

The carriage could've

lost a wheel

Or a horse come up lame.

I've ordered guards

to ride out and look.

And what if
they don't find them?

Are you still so pleased

with your choice

To defy me and act so rashly?

There's no guarantee they'd

have been any safer here.
A servant of catherine's
was just found dead

In a passage behind
her chambers.

Along with this box.

The queen's enemies

are growing bolder...

Even in this castle

which you deem so safe.

They're keepsakes.

Mementos of her children.

So few people know

Of the passageways.
Who would hide a body there?

I'm going to talk to the guards

who found her.

I'll tell you

if I learn anything.

please don't scream.

I mean you no harm.

How did you...?

I escaped, my dear.

I hid waiting.
It's all very thrilling,

But let's save that tale

for later.

My sons are missing, and you

promised to protect them.

Bash has sent men after them,

And he knows where to look,

since he's the one

Who spirited them

away for their safety.

"for their safety"?

Is that what he told you?

I know this might be hard

for you to understand,

But bash cares for his brothers

more than any crown.

Besides, I think it might be

another sibling

Who's interested.

You keep locks of your

children's hair,

But I don't believe you added

this one to the collection.

Is that skin?

I think it's clarissa's.

She killed the servant

That bash
was talking about.

Who else uses the passages?

Who else would rather kill

Than risk exposure

in the light?

Look at how it's knotted

around your sons',

Charles and little henry's.

Who else do you know who

might feel like this,

All knotted up inside

over a family

She just learned she had?

She threatened me once.

She said that I would get

what I deserved,

But what does that mean?

I think she wants you to know

she has your sons.

To torment you
in your final days

Before your execution.

You said bash knows
the direction they went in.

Can he track them?

Francis always went on and on

About his brother's

hunting skills.

He can, and I'll be with him.

I'm coming with you.

I know.

I'll probably be caught,

returned to my chains,

But these are my children.

And if it's me
that clarissa wants to punish,

I need to be there
to let her have her say.

I'm so sorry.

I-I must have nodded off.

Me, too.
We were talking very late.

And the wine.

Yes, and the wine.

I should go.

Thank you for what

you did yesterday

For me and my brother.

It was brave and

incredibly gallant.

And I'm so sorry to

have imposed on you.

It was no imposition.

Truly, it was nice

to spend time with someone

Who I...
Didn't have to hide from.
I'm sorry;
you don't want to hear this.

Yes, I do.

Please, finish.

To anyone else, I'm a young man

who has everything...

Money, freedom,

A world to explore
at my leisure.

But when I think

of all that,

I only feel...

Emptiness.

Pathetic, isn't it?

Well, I hope not.

Because I feel
exactly the same.

We're a pathetic pair,

aren't we?

We can't. Mary...

Is no longer a part of my life.

Like it or not,
she's made her decision.

And I'll never see her again.

Or me, after today.

I can't ask you to...

Give up my virtue?

Don't worry,
I've known a man before.

Just one, but...

Francis, I want to.

It's the driver I hired to take

the boys to troyes.

There's no blood
other than his.

No reason to fear
the worst just yet.

Yes, except my boys

are still missing

And perhaps in the

hands of a monster.

I swear, if she harms a hair

on their heads, I...

Mary:
Charles and clarissa

Have played together

many times.

She's been friendly towards him.

Bash: We should split up

to cover more ground.

Even with several hours

head start,

A girl and two small boys

couldn't have made it far.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

We're going to find them.

You have my word.

And believe me,

If they're anything but

the picture of health,

I'm the one

you'll have to restrain.

Bash, look...

It's little henry's.

This way!

She's no mother.

She deserves this.

Charles:
Clarissa, what's happening?
Why have we stopped?

We're going to play a game.

Gather all the rocks you

can and fill your pockets.

The heavier the better.

Then what?

Then we're going to go swimming.

But it's too cold.

And I don't know how to swim.

Just do it!

What did we do?

Are-are you angry with us?

Mary:
Clarissa!

Bash!

Stay back!

Don't come any closer!

Clarissa, please,
you don't want to hurt charles.

He's your friend.

He's my brother.

But I never knew.

'cause she never told me.

She didn't want me.

She hated me!

No. She didn't.

She just didn't know you.

She hated my face.

And they tried to fix it.

That's why I look like this.

That's why I-I had to hide

my whole life.

Mary:
It was a misunderstanding.

A terrible misunderstanding.

But it can end now.

She tried to end it

By getting rid of me.

She took my family away.

Well...

Now I'm going

to do the same thing.

Give me back little henry or...

Or I'll cut charles!

Clarissa, dear, listen to me.

I'm your mother.

Stay back.

You're not my mother.

You told me you

wished I was...

Dead.

No, my dear.

I am your mother.

And do you know how I know?

I see you now.

Holding that knife.

Willing to pay any price

for your convictions.

It's the same thing I've done.

More than once.

To fight for my children.

For what I knew

was mine.

But look at
your mother now...

Condemned to die.
If you want the pain to stop,

Learn from
your mother's mistakes.

Choose a better way.

Let yourself be loved.

No.

No, no...

Put down the knife, child.

We can all be together,

all of us.

Finally...

...Your true family.

Mother!

You monster! Let him go!

You liar!

You don't care about me!

You never will.

You-you want us
to be together?

We'll be together
when we're all dead.

No!

Come! Oh!

Oh!

Charles:
Clarissa's dead?

Catherine:
Yes.

And you were both so very brave.

And I'm so very proud of you.

You'll have to let go

of them, majesty.

It's time for you

to get back to the castle

And your cell.

Don't worry, my darlings.

Mary will take good care of you.

Make sure they have a hot bath

When they get home.

They're both blue with cold.

Do you hear me?

You were out of the tower

Before you knew about them,

weren't you?

You were free and clear.

And yet you stayed for them.

I may never see them again.

Once the vatican sends word

that bash is legitimized,

You two will be married.

And I'll be dead.

Probably that very day.

I'm sorry.

I wish I could've
found some other way

To save francis's life.

I believe you mean that.

I owe all my sons' lives to you.

If you hadn't finished

clarissa...

You sent her

to a better place.

This world
never suited her.

And besides, she'll have her

mother with her soon enough.
How are the boys?

Fast asleep.

Little henry was snoring

Before the lord's

prayer was done.

And charles wasn't

far behind.

We're going to have

to give them

A bit of extra attention

for a while,

Especially when...

Their mother is gone.

I know.

And extra security, too.

Oh, you mean...

Yes.

My brothers are staying.

You were right.

Out there, we have to rely on

others to look out for them.

But here, we can both

keep an eye on them.

But I shouldn't have spoken

to you the way I did.

Giving you edicts,

questioning your actions.

You did what had to.

Without hesitation.

So you're not angry with me

For acting impulsively?

Safe choices don't

always make us safe.

I see that now.

Which is why
I want you to marry me.

Now. Today.

I don't understand.

We've been patiently waiting

for rome to give us permission

To do what we want.

We've been playing it safe.

And what has that gotten us?

Factions and plots

and uncertainty.

Everything but safety.

And what do we get

if we do get married now?

We get what we want.

We force their hand.

If the pope wants

a catholic queen,

One with the strength of France

behind her claim to England,

He'll have to legitimize you.

He'll have no choice.

The pope always has a choice.

You could be stuck

with a landless bastard

For a husband.

I'm willing
to take that risk.

Bash...

Marry me.

No.

Bash...

That's not how it's done.

This is how it's done.

Marry me,
mary queen of scots.

And make me
the luckiest bastard on earth.

Yes.

Well, I suppose this

is good-bye then.

Good luck on your travels.

And you, back at court.

Don't remind me.

Maurice: Headed back

to french court then?

I mean you no trouble.

Just wanted to ask

the lady a small favor.

When the queen is led out

To the executioner's block,

Throw that at her for me.

Tell her to try to buy

her way out of this one.

What are you talking about?

Oh, haven't you heard?

There was a trial.

She was found

Guilty of adultery.
It's treason.

The king plans to behead her

within the week.

And I, for one,

will welcome

The end of her medici money

rotting France.

Oh... Bring that coin back

with her blood on it,

And I'll give you a fortune

In house credit.
Did you know of this?

I had no idea.

It can't be true.

I had no intention
of ever returning

To my father's court again.

But if I don't...

I'll be letting him

murder my mother.

it's freezing.

And it'll take us

hours to dig her a grave.

So don't.

There's no one
around to check us.

Grab her feet.

That's more
than this wretch deserves.

Let's go.

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Reign (2013–2017): Season 1, Episode 13 - The Consummation - full transcript

It appears to be time for Mary to choose. She has to marry either Francis or Bash
taking into account her country's needs as well as her own. This decision gets
harder when Francis comes to court with Lola by his side after he saved her in the
last episode. It gets even more complicated when Mary's mum comes to France with
her own ideas about Mary's future.
they all need
something to hold on to

they all mean well

you could never

feel my story

it's all you know... Oh!

Previously on reign...
Mary: Nostradamus

Had a vision of your death,

brought about by me, if we wed.

I will marry you son,

but not francis... Bash.

Legitimize him and make him

the next king of France.

You are throwing away everything

we had for superstition.

We can't. Mary.

Is no longer
a part of my life.

Maurice:
The king plans to behead her within the week.

Francesca:
He's accused you of adultery.

Clarissa, dear, listen to me.

I'm your mother.

Let yourself
be loved.

It'll take us hours

to dig her a grave.

There's no one around

to check us.

Catherine:
Make the blow sure and quick.

Remember I've paid you extra.

I don't want my children

To see you hacking at me.

Don't break the clasp.

I've promised this

to one of my ladies.

Prawns?

My youngest daughter
can't eat them.

The flowers.

Full vases,
cascading bouquets...

Where are they?

We were told by the king to save them

For the actual day.

I need to see their placement.

What about the wine?

100 casks, flowing freely.

The nobles will expect it.

Yes, let them drink

and swim in my blood

And wonder
who among them is next

Once that bastard sebastian

takes the throne.

Come in, please.

I'm nearly ready.

No rush. They're bringing

the horses around.

No rush?

I feel awful we stopped at all.

You swear you didn't

do it for me.

Because I'm a terrible rider.

We've gained time on horseback

We never would have achieved

by carriage.
But we needed rest.

The horses were about

to drop as well.

And, in truth,
it may not matter.

My mother might already be dead.

Don't say that.

You might think

She deserves it
after all she's done. To mary.

I think even mary would say

that's in the past.

It will be soon

If I can convince my father

to spare her life.

It's unbelievable, really.

What?

If all goes well,

Bash begins his life with mary

and I get exile.

And my mother.

Not for long.

I'll set her up somewhere,

far away, with my brothers

And then...
I'll be on to the next.

Where will you go?

I was thinking morocco.

You don't think you'd

stand out in morocco?

Sweden then.

Perhaps it's a land

you'll visit one day,

Walking along a frozen river,

A displaced prince
will appear in front of you.
Well, I hope I never
see you again.

Because you're safe, settled.

Married with children

of your own.

I hope the same for you.

Francis, when you see mary...

We ran into each other

at a chateau outside of...

Traveled with each other

for a day,

And that is all.

I know you live your life in service to her.

Mary is my friend.

Nothing we did will change that.

That was lovely.

I think you should go now.

Don't do this to yourself.

I won't leave you.

I need to know
you're all right.

If it comforts you.

Why do you do it?

Sometimes, when one is given a gift

And worries they've lost it,

They must return

to its source...

The giver itself.

And for me...

...That is death.

Or as near death as
I dare to venture.

Stop it, please!

The vision... I wasn't done.

You saw something?

This changes everything.

I will die for this.

The queen will kill me herself.

What a show.

She's going out in style.

must I do everything?

Shall I catch my head

in my own hands, too?

When can we talk about my tomb?

A florentine sculptor?
20 tons of marble?

I can't afford it.

After the 100 musicians,

The dozen ships made of silver and gold...

Symbolic of my journey

To heaven.

I'm not asking for a fleet.

You're not headed

for heaven either.

You're dragging
this out.

You have to wait

for final word

On bash's legitimization anyway.

Why kill me if the line of

succession reverts to my sons?

You're a treasonous adulterer.

Then I'll continue

with the seating chart.

Mary, the feast

will be held there.

Choose your place of honor.

You are going to die.

What they write about
your execution won't matter.

It will to my children.

50 musicians.

I'll reduce the gold inlay

on my tomb.

What is that?

There's a royal visitor.

French court has gone to hell.

but I'm here now, dear.

Mother.

So I sent you here

to wed a king

And find you engaged

to a bastard.

My darling,
your engagement

To francis was a careful

negotiation set in place

When you were six.

And now you tell me

That you threw it all away

because of a prophecy.

One I believe, mother.

I did this and bash went along

with it to save francis's life.

From a fate
a magician predicted.

Mother, it's all very...

Complicated.

And we haven't been together

in so long.

I came to the convent

for your 11th birthday.

Half the ship's crew

died along the way,
But I was there.

Gift in hand.

I only meant to say that...

I've missed you.

And I wanted to talk to you

about this, about francis,

About bash,
a-about everything.

Please don't make light

of nostradamus's warning

Or my choice.

I make light of nothing

concerning you

Or our country's future.

Perhaps if you met bash.

He's-he's kind
and-and selfless and brave.

Do you love him?

I'm beginning to.

It all happened so fast.

Good.

Perhaps there's still time

for you to see things

With a clear mind.

I've wanted to be
with you as well,

But there is
trouble at home.

Scotland is in peril.
The english, I know.

It's worse.

Our country is on
the knife's edge

Of falling into protestantism.

And we are catholic rulers.

You need France, a catholic

country, at your side now.
Marry its next king,

And the protestants will

scurry into the darkness.

Marry francis.

Not some bastard who

someday might be king.

His name is sebastian.

Has the same ring to it.

Well, I have no choice

But to support you,

As I rule scotland
but you are

Actually its queen.

And my daughter.

So headstrong.

So loving.

So you'll be patient?

Yes.

Mary.

Are you all right?

Is all well with your mother?

Yes. She's just as

I remember her,

In ways that I often thought

I had imagined.

I used to love the smell

of her perfume,

The-the tenor of her

voice... Even now,

When she lied to me.

She doesn't want us

getting married.

She will stop it.

We have to elope.
Today. Now.

Bash: There's a church just east

of the old village, by the quarry.

I wish that I could come with you.

Let me get it

All arranged.
It might take a few hours,

And if we're both missing,

people will notice.

If I'm not back by midday,

we have our priest.

Get on a horse and meet me

at the church before sunset.

Don't plan on sleeping

this night, wife.

Marie:
At least you're moving about

Freely now.

Guarded, but
with the mobility

Required to plan my death.

How was
the dungeon?

Were there fleas?

Were you paraded

through the town, mocked?

Hmm. I was in the tower.

I realize you're not happy with

the turn events have taken,

But must you paint

a bleaker picture of my fall?

I trusted you
with mary's life.

Not just her survival,

Though I hear you

threatened that, too.

I gave up every moment of being

a mother to my own child,

Based on your word

That you would raise her

to be francis's wife.

What did you think,

when you traded a child

For the protection of France?

That we would put her welfare

above ours?

Lord knows you didn't.

You gave her away

to secure your rule.

I had an infant,

A girl, not even a week old

when my husband died,

And she was crowned queen.

I met unexpected horrors

and tragedy

And I faced them with courage.

You...

One charlatan scared you

by whispering in your ear

About your son's death...

A future no one could know...

And you changed

the course of nations.

Nostradamus's accuracy
is an inarguable feat.

Here's a feat:

Women like you and me,

surviving in this age.

I have sold my soul,

and my child,

To protect myself
and my nation.

Mary may be
scotland's queen

But I am its king.

Has scotland noticed

that its king

Has rather overexposed breasts?

It is beginning to.

Ah.

Now that mary's come of age,

they look beyond me,

They want her, and I want

her protected by France.

France's true king.

Not some bastard they can

knock off the throne,

Whose life only took form

Because you couldn't keep your

husband's interest in bed.

I am defeated.

If you want to fix this,

do it yourself.

Ah, here it is.

My mother had it packed

deep in one of my trunks.

Well, it's beautiful,

but will it be warm enough?

This isn't for your journey

to the chapel.

It's for you to cover your face

As you and bash stand before god

and profess your love.

Is that lola?

Why is she with francis?

Lola:
Mary.

Kenna, greer.
Your grace.

You're back.

Both of you.

Uh, your carriage,

Why didn't they announce

your arrival at the gate?

We ran into each other

at a chateau near angers.

You came back together?

We rode.

There were floods.

The carriage I leased

Was swept away in the night.

Can you imagine?

Kenna:
Along the river.

You were at
the chateau de martin?

You know it? Yes.

dirty your hands

tearing my heart
I'll get settled then.

into pieces
so happy to be back.

Yes, we're happy

to have you back.

if this is the end

then we whisper the wind

and release it...

You heard about your mother.

I'm so sorry.

I'm back to plead with my father

for her life.

I'll be gone from court

once I have my answer

And the matter is settled,

And you and I will never
see each other again.

I don't mean that

to sound cruel or angry.

I understand.

You don't want to be seen

as someone lying in wait

To reclaim your throne.

Or anything else that now

belongs to my brother.

They brought this back,

after clarissa's death.

I thought you might want

to have it,

As you were more parent to her

than I.

They buried her in

an unmarked grave

Near the lake,

Where the north road ends.

I asked them to mark

it with a cross,

But it's unhallowed ground.

What will become of her soul,

I wonder?

Did she know any happiness

in her miserable life?

When she was young.

The villagers who raised her

for a time were kind.

How do you know that?

She spoke of them.

Of their games.

A song they'd sing

to calm her to sleep.

Sometimes, I'd hear her sing it

softly, to herself.

How lonely.

And haunting.

Yes.

I'm going to tell you something

that might enrage you.

Since mary's arrival, I've had

visions of francis's death.

Violent images.

They vary, but they were always

tied to mary.

But they stopped completely

when clarissa died.

I have beckoned them,

every way I know how,

Because I had to be sure.

Sure of what?

That francis might live

with mary.

How can that be possible?

I warned you that francis,

your firstborn,

Would die because of mary