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Previously, on "The Spanish Princess"...

Poor thing,

climbing under the sheets
with my cadaverous brother.

I understand now what
it took for us to marry.

Your cousin, Edward of
Warwick, was executed.

On your own mother's command.

You blame my mother for
this? Blame your own.

We can shame the Spanish into
sending the rest of the dowry once...

Once the child is with child.

The Infanta's ladies will be married
to high-ranking Tudor men

so she's certain of your loyalty,

or else you will be
tossed out from court.

Don't come any closer.

You can't, Your Grace. It is the sweat.

I told you the Tudor curse
would grip you and your children

when you let Teddy and your own
brother die on that scaffold.

We will see if you are with child.

Pray God you are.

What will happen to her now?

I do not care what will happen to her.

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"Daughter, if God has
not graced you with child,

you are to return to Spain,

but only after your dowry's repaid

and your marriage portion
of the prince's lands

settled on you from my own hand.

Your mother."

The litter has arrived, Highness.

I didn't send for a litter.

My lady, the king's mother sent it

to carry you to the funeral.

Why would God take him from us?

He sends us another.

Please...

try and eat something before we leave.

My lady, the king's mother,

a day so...

Sí.

And I hope you bring
happier news, Ambassador.

The unpaid half of
Catherine's dowry, perhaps?

Oh, uh, no, my lady.

Uh, I come to tell you that,

uh, Catherine, Princess of Wales...

"Dowager Princess of Wales."

We say, "dowager," for widow.

She thanks you for the beautiful litter,

but she prefer to arrive, um...

And how exactly does
she prefer to arrive?

In a gilded chariot drawn
by the horses of St. Mark's?

Bless you, Princess Catherine!

- Bless you, Princess Catherine!
- Bless you, princess!

God bless you, Princess Catherine.

Arthur is in our hearts.

God bless you.

Bless you, princess.

Bless your husband.

God bless you.

God bless you, Princess Catherine!

Princess Catherine.

Your loss has endeared
you to the people.

They share your grief.

They didn't know him.

My own grief is, defiled with guilt.

I wasn't very kind to my brother.

Princess Catherine, may I lead you in?

What in heaven's name are they doing?

They are keening, my lady.

This is the tradition in Spain.

We're not in Spain.

They must stop.

No. Let them wail.

You prefer a mule to a litter
made especially for you?

A mule was good enough

for the mother of our Lord, my lady.

Is this your way of
sending us a message?

Are you to be a mother?

Your condition is an affair of state,

and under our agreement...

My condition is...

unclear.

Ergo, so is your standing in this court.

You are no longer Princess of Wales.

But, if you're carrying a son,

you will be lady mother
of the king, just like me.

God willing.

Come along, then.

Come and play with your brother.

The people are afraid.

They say the sweating sickness
that took Prince Arthur

is back to end the Tudor rule.

How much longer will
they feast upon that?

Until the line of
succession is clear, my lady.

Spain insists we pay
the widow's jointure,

a third share of Arthur's lands

promised in the marriage contract,
and we must return the dowry.

The boy is barely in his grave, and
all they can think about is gold.

Unless that girl is carrying an heir,

our alliance is in shreds,

and every York who ever had a
claim will be raising men against me.

I'll hasten Meg's marriage to Scotland.

That will keep one hostile
camp at bay, at least.

People speak of the color in her cheeks.

They say she is glowing.

She always glows.

We should start sewing now,

little hats and vests for the baby.

Rosa, she will tell us
when she knows herself.

Let me get you some wine, Highness.

I never would have allowed
Arthur to roam free around Ludlow

if I knew there was an
outbreak of the sweat.

I didn't "let him" do anything.

He was a man grown with a wife.

You sent your own children
away to protect them.

- After Arthur fell ill.
- How fortuitous.

This is your foul harvest.

Don't try to lay it at my doorstep.

Children...

something sweet will soothe your pain.

Yes, please.

Now, let me see if I have this right.

You must be Ursula.

I am.

Which means you must be Reginald.

Yes, I'm Reggie.

Highness.

Highness!

You've had your courses for days,

but you do not tell anyone.

I do not understand.

My mother writes that
I must return to Spain.

Tell me, Lina, what will
happen to you if we did?

To Rosa or any of my household?

- I have...
- It will be a modest life,

not the one your
parents planned for you.

Plans must change sometimes.

Arthur dreamed that
England might be ruled,

as in Camelot.

It was a beautiful dream,

for you to be the queen,
for us to marry nobles,

but now we are awake.

I am a Spanish princess,

sent by God to marry the future
king of England and bring peace,

and that's what I shall do.

God would have me wed Prince Harry.

But you are his brother's widow.

It is impossible. It is forbidden.

Not if... Not if I'm a virgin,

if my marriage wasn't...

It was not consummated.

But it was.

But think, Lina.

Did you see us?

Was anyone in that chamber
except Arthur and myself?

Forgive me, Highness,

but you were heard,

not just by me, but by Lady Pole.

And what did you and Lady Pole hear?

Some noises of pleasure.

I did try to please him,
but we did not lie together.

I won't be passed around
Europe like a collection plate,

handed off to France or Austria.

No. I came here to forge
an alliance with England,

and that is what I'll do.

Only then can I protect my household.

Don't you see?

There is no going back for any of us.

Do you even know if he wishes it?

Do you wish it?

I cannot stay here with the queen.

I will take the children home.

Maggie, you must make peace.

You know our children have
been interviewed by Wolsey?

What?

He asked if we'd had
any visitors at Stourton,

any cousins from abroad,

what the talk is at our table,
what banners we keep in the house,

and whether you write letters.

We've done nothing.

They are children.

And so was Teddy,

and that didn't save him.

Make your peace.

There is nothing more dangerous
than a grieving monarch.

Henry feels God has crossed him,

so he looks for others that do the same.

A snake bites not because
it's been stepped on,

but because it might be.

Children, you all just
gather your things, please.

Everywhere, there's talk.

Outside, the people talk of our demise.

Inside, they talk of enemies.

In France, mercenaries are being
gathered against us as we speak.

What did Maggie Pole say to you?

Did she speak of her
Plantagenet cousins?

She still refuses to
attend my confinement.

Is it all my fault?

Is there a curse on
us, and am I to blame?

Shush. Just be quiet.

All right. Come, come, come.

Now, now. Now, now, now, now.

No. No.

No, God loves us.

God loves us...

as we loved Arthur.

I'm actually worse than you, right?

Yeah.

Princess Summertime.

You're the only sunshine round here.

Bit soft, really, so...

Don't tell Charlie.

I was hoping I might see you.

I wanted you to have
something of Arthur's.

It's fine work.

Thank you.

My mother herself never uses a crossbow.

- She cannot bolt it...
- I should expect not.

She's just a woman.

She cannot bolt it on horseback,

and she likes to ride into battle.

What?

My mother fought a battle
while I was in her womb.

Wild women in your country.

They wail in public,
and they fight in battle?

It's unnatural. My lady grandmother

says that the wise woman finds strength

within her God-given role.

My mother's role is God-given.

She's anointed by the pope.

Her weapon is her horse.

He's an Andalusian stallion,

16 hands, with white socks.

He can break a man's neck with one kick.

I want one.

I'd ride it straight into France.

My mother is also skillful with a sword,

and she taught me well.

King James of Scotland has
settled his headquarters

on the borders at Ladykirk,

where he's just built
a beautiful church.

Ah, come now.

He's an educated man.

He speaks several languages.

Well, then, I wish him
the plague in all of them.

My dear child, that is how every woman

feels about her husband at first.

You know, I was married 12 years old.

I'd only had one monthly course,

just one, before I was with child.

And that child was your father.

You must do your duty, just as I did,

for your father, for me,

for poor, dear Arthur.

You must wed to keep the country safe.

I will see my baby brother born.

No one will deny me that.

Oh, what is that infernal noise?

Hmm.

This sword is blunt.

They both are. We wouldn't
want you cutting yourself.

Oh, I could still hurt you with this.

You may have swords and spears,

but you can conquer
nothing without mosquetes.

Mosquetes?

And cannons.

Well, we have cannons.

Have cannons.

The city walls of Granada
crumbled under cannon fire.

Oof!

The Moorish sultan wept as he left.

Weeping like a woman for what
he couldn't defend like a man.

Weeping like a Moor

who sees he is not
fighting on the side of God.

Quietly.

What, have you had enough,
Princess Summertime?

You fight almost like a real soldier.

I am every inch the soldier...

And commander.

And I have my own ideas
about our military forces.

I'm going to have a foundry
that makes impenetrable armor.

Oh, all armor has weak spots.

Here.

Here.

Here.

What is this display?

You dare swordplay with the Tudor heir?

- Eh, is that...
- Uh...

I think she's talking about me.

I mean both of you.

Well, it was only in fun.

You are not to blame.

It's natural for a young man to caper.

You, put that down, and come with me.

And would somebody take this thing

to the menagerie, where it belongs?

Come along.

Vamonos.

Ah, England versus Spain,

mano a mano.

I will not raise arms at you, my lord.

Well, I command it.

You're in my country now.

No, Your Grace.

What?

Oh, God.

In England, widows don't handle swords,

much less a widow carrying
a prince in her womb.

You do know, I presume, the
basic signs if you're with child?

Oh, yes, my lady.

The... The belly swells
like a great piel de sapo,

the melon.

No. The early signs,

disagreeable stomach, tender breasts.

My stomach is often against
me, as I fast on Wednesdays,

and my bosom is always tender.

I'm trying to help you, child.

I must know if you have
bled since Arthur's death.

Surely we should have your news by now.

When my brother died, I
didn't bleed for four months,

so it's hard for me to know.

I hoped you'd be like your mother,

wise and brave as a man,

but now I see you're
your father's daughter,

as tricky as a fox.

I have no talent for tricks,

and I have no news for you.

What are these boys of England?

One so weak, and the other, ay!

Maybe not.

Now Arthur is dead,

we don't know what will happen.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Where were you?

I...

Taking Dominus to the tower.

You said before that Lady Pole

believes our marriage
was a... a true one.

Yes.

Then she needs to
understand she is mistaken.

I have no power to make
her doubt her own mind.

She cannot contradict me if
I am to marry Prince Harry.

But...

did Harry speak of marriage?

He likes me.

He wrote me those love letters.

Well, once you're sure the match
is in the prince's pleasure,

it will be time to speak to Lady Pole.

If you speak too soon, you may
make waves against yourself.

Ourselves.

Ourselves.

Hello again.

I hope my lady grandmother
didn't speak too harshly to you.

She's not used to,

well, girls like you.

I do not grieve as they expect,

and then I feel that I am
wrong for being as I am.

I feel the same.

I'll teach you how to
play my grandmother,

but you will teach me...

- Sword fighting?
- No.

I am much better at that than you,

and I always will be.

No, um, you will teach me...

I'll think of something.

I will sleep.

You may tell me in the morning.

I knew Arthur's death would
affect you the most, darling boy.

The soul of a poet is easily bruised,

but it will heal with time.

You will make an
excellent Prince of Wales.

And you have another brother on the way.

Does that not soothe you a little?

Does that cheer you, hmm?

Catherine.

Did you know her mother has a horse

that can kill a man with a single kick?

Break his neck clean.

Fresh air is tonic for us both.

My last look at the world
before so long in darkness.

Your confinement will pass swiftly,

and then you will be back into
my arms with our newborn son.

My mother said that I
should guard my heart,

that Arthur didn't belong to
me, he belonged to the throne.

He sits beside a greater throne now.

She lost two sons,

both destined to be kings.

So many destinies cut short.

Henry, was it worth it?

Did so many people have to die

so that you could hold the throne?

We've had 15 years of peace,

and I would do it all again

for England and for you.

We have much to be grateful for.

Three children grown,

one more soon to be with us,

an alliance sealed with Scotland.

And our love all these years.

Hold that to your heart.

It will keep you strong.

Excuse me, Your Grace.

We carry water to warm
the Infanta's bath.

Yes, she told me.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

He's ready.

Tonight, you will tell him.

You may take the evening for yourself.

You ready?

There. Look. See?

So many little seeds.

They grew in the garden of paradise.

God spread the seeds all over the Earth.

You must eat all of them,

because you never know
which one came from paradise.

Well, you can be sure of one thing,

that none of them came from Scotland,

which is far from paradise.

Come.

Let's play hide-and-seek.

One, two, three...

It was him, then me.

Yes.

I like here.

In England or this tavern?

Here, tavern.

Such a strange country.

And they lock up their feelings,

but mix freely with each
other in the taverns.

The Moor, too, can be free here.

Well, the Moors are free in Spain.

Not to worship, but to live, at least.

I speak to men of ships.

They talk of la Inquísición.

Moors who would not be Christian,

they leave Spain, or they die.

What do you mean?

The inquisidores, they...

kill the musulmanes...

men, women, niños.

I have no news from mi familia,

but I think I can never go back.

Ni ahora, ni nunca.

You could convert.

My parents did.

Lina, you no hear me.

The inquisidores no care.

You look like Moor, like me,

you go back, you die.

We make lives here now.

You sound like the Infanta.

The Infanta will stay?

No.

Nothing is certain.

Nothing.

Una cosa si es segura... para mi.

Where are you?

You look thin. Are you eating?

- I'm always eating. You know that.
- Where are you?

You are one of those for
whom food and good wine

do not alter girth. Lucky fella.

Where are you?

For heaven's sake,
Mary, she's right there.

Found you!

- Again!
- That's enough now, Mary.

Grace, please put her to bed.

Yes, Your Highness.

If Your Graces will permit,

I wish to retire myself.

Really?

I will spend some time at prayer.

Very well. We bid you good night.

- Oh, there's our Moor, eh?
- Oh, hey.

Trying to slip the traces?

Lina... estos son mi amigos.

They learn for me, uh, English.

Oh, uh, you speak-a the English good,

little brown sparrow?

I speak English perfectly well.

Oh, he's very good, is Oviedo.

Is good, no?

I buy the drinks.

You want a...

Oh, I'm dying for a piss. Ahh.

... in the circle, no?

The Infanta is expecting me.

Lina, stay. These are friends.

We mix free, like you say.

I am of a royal household.

I can't mix free with...

with soldiers.

I-I'm sorry.

I must go.

Hello.

I was at prayer.

And I'll wager that you
were praying for a boy.

But I am always praying for a boy,

our blessed Lord, Jesus Christ.

Today, I watched a flock of birds

flying home in a giant V
shape in the sky, swifts.

They migrate here from Spain to mate...

and I must follow them.

I don't want you to go.

My mother is already
planning my next marriage,

though in God's eyes...

it will be my first marriage.

Your first? How so?

I-I won't speak against
your late brother.

What do you mean? Did...

Wait. Did he do something to you?

No, Arthur didn't do anything at all.

Because he...

Because he couldn't.

Oh, poor old Arthur.

- I always thought he was a rose petal.
- No, I...

I don't want to shame him.

No, no, you haven't, and you're not.

It's not his fault.

I simply wanted you to know

before I journey back to Spain.

But don't you see?

If you are still a maid,

then, Catherine, I can be your husband.

You may marry the prince

that you wrote love
letters to all along.

Will you have me?

I...

- Harry, I...
- No, Catherine,

I will raise you up,

you... you and all of England.

You will be my princess

and... and my queen.

Harry, is it possible?

I will tell my father that he
must get permission from the pope,

and then we will be married.

He wants to marry me.

He will go to ask the king,

and if he agrees it,

I must bring over Maggie Pole.

If Harry is for you, she
cannot stand against you.

No, the king would need
permission from the pope.

It will take time for
a letter to reach Rome,

and if she should speak
against me in that time, then

I would be undone.

This is the only way you'll
make a marriage to a nobleman,

as your parents wished for you.

We must do this for all our household.

Ooh. I have a cramp.

Should I call the physician?

Mm.

Father.

Lady Mother, are you well?

The child is heavy, nothing more.

What is it, Harry?

I would like your blessing to be wed.

As Prince of Wales, my match
must be in service of our country.

Well, who would you have, Harry?

Princess Catherine.

She's not with child,
and the alliance must be...

Harry, you must wed a maid.

You know that.

She didn't lie with Arthur,

so she is intact.

Arthur couldn't do his duty by her.

Father, I would like to marry her.

England is in turmoil,

and this will see off any
challengers to the throne.

You and your sense of duty warms me.

But papal dispensation
is required, I know.

But I believe the pope will
give it in the circumstances.

We shall speak more fully about

this as we...

- Lady Mother?
- Lizzie?

The child is coming early.

- Henry!
- Are you certain?

Come on. Stoke the fire.

Quickly. Help us, please.

Here.

- Grandmother, is everything all right?
- Come on.

- You've done this before.
- Is it always like this?

- Henry, go.
- No!

Henry, stay with me.

I'm here, my love. I'm here.

- Henry, it is not right...
- I'm staying!

Unlace her.

Very good, my lady.

Father, what's happening?

- Father?
- The ropes.

Yes, here.

Where is her physician?

Aunt Maggie.

Dear cousin, I'm here.

No. Why is she here?

You asked for her, my love.

She hates me!

She will ill-wish my child!

Would you take this son
away from me as well?

- No, Lizzie.
- Please, don't...

- Stay back.
- Will that be enough for you,

Maggie Pole, two sons for one brother?

Two brothers, Lizzie, yours and mine.

Get out! Get out!

Go! Go back to Stourton.

She doesn't want you here. Go.

No, Lizzie, Lizzie, now, now. Now...

It's going to be all right, Mother.

Mother.

Do you think he's asked his father yet?

What if he does not agree?

Highness. A message from the prince.

He says his father will agree it.

Lady Pole.

Princess Catherine.

I just wanted to thank you for
all your kindness at Ludlow.

Arthur was like a son to me.

I would have done anything for him.

And Arthur was like a husband to me.

He was a husband to you.

Not...

Not a true husband.

It is a tragedy,

but our marriage was never consummated.

I heard you in your bridal chamber.

Your own lady heard you.

We made sounds of pleasure, yes,

to cover our embarrassment.

But I am as I was the day
I landed here in England.

What are you playing at?

Arthur himself told me you lay together.

Of course he did.

We agreed that we would...

We hoped that things would change

and, in time, he would be able...

I ask you to accept my word,

accept it and support
it if asked to do so.

Who would ask such a thing?

The king, his mother.

Oh, no.

Please tell me you're not
planning what I think you are.

Harry and I wish to be married.

So you've lost your husband,
but not your ambition.

I warned you against that.

But I will remain here in this country

and fulfill God's destiny for me.

And the family may inquire
about my first marriage.

This family don't inquire.

They extract the answer they want.

And if the truth is asked of me,

my answer will support
whatever keeps my conscience

and my head attached to my neck.

How else do you imagine I've survived
this long in this vipers' nest?

The ropes. Get the...

- The ropes.
- Yes, here.

Brace this.

Oh, God.

And tie it off. There.

Head.

Oh, yes. Yes.

Oh, yes.

Bring the child to me. Here.

Yes.

What is it?

Is it healthy?

Is it breathing?

It's a girl, Mother.

Baby child.

She's dead, isn't she?

She's dead.

I'm so sorry.

- I want to hold her.
- Shh.

Come.

I will be with Arthur
before night falls.

No, Mother.

I have to take our baby girl to Heaven

and reunite with Arthur...

and see my brothers.

Do not talk like this, Lizzie.

Tell Maggie...

Tell her I'm sorry.

No. No, I am the king,

and I command it.

You will be well

and live a long and happy
life with me, Lizzie.

Meg...

Meg, go fetch your brother and sister.

Go now.

Harry.

Harry!

Harry!

Harry!

There has never been another for me.

You are my one love, Lizzie.

Henry! Henry!

I am your brother.

The darkness covers us all.

Brother, no!

Please! Please!

How are we now, my lady?

I would be alone with you, Henry.

Go. Go.

Leave us, please.

Mother!

He cannot marry her.

What?

If Harry marries her,
the Tudor line ends.

No more boys. No kings.

No kings. He cannot...

- He cannot...
- Stop now.

Hush now. You are delirious, my love.

What?

Why would you say that?

Why would you say such a thing?

Please, promise me...

or the shadow that hangs over us

will cover us all in darkness.

Mother.

Lizzie?

Lizzie?

Lizzie.

Father.

Mother!

I will pray that Lady
Pole will keep her silence.

I must write and tell my mother.

"Dearest Mother,

I write to tell you that
I am not with child."

"Indeed, there was no hope of it,

as I am as our beloved
Virgin Mary was..."

"and still a maid."

"It means another match
for me is possible,

and Harry has declared his interest.

Will you give your blessing to us?"

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