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Husband? You can't have
found someone already?

We both know you just want to be rid of me.

Greer, are you telling me that
Lord Castleroy is a Protestant?

Yes.

Did you hire Montgomery to kill our father?

No, I did it myself.

I took Montgomery's place.

Narcisse knows, he's blackmailing me.

He has Montgomery hidden away somewhere.

This is no longer just about you.

Mary and Catherine planned Henry's murder

during private mass.

I spoke to the attending priest,

and he told me all the details.

This is the Protestant minister

whose church was burned down by Catholics.

I did not come here to beg for a new barn.

We have stolen gunpowder,
packed tightly and hidden.

When we didn't kill their minister,

they did it themselves.

This is the Crown's doing.

This is what the radicals wanted.

This is their bomb.

Pierre... ?

Pierre?

What do you want with me?

You're going to change the face of France.

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Allow me.

For you and your family.

And spread the word about
the Feast of St. Nicholas.

It will go on as always
with gifts for the children,

music and dancing,

and extra food and provisions for winter.

This is just the start.

More supplies will be coming.

Begging your majesty, but some
folks were scared to come today.

For those uneasy about a public gathering,

my representatives will come to your home

with food and supplies and
no discussion of your faith.

It is the season for giving, not judging.

The minister hung, right there,

beaten to death for
asking for a new church.

The Crown did not murder your
minister, as I've said before.

I ask you to look ahead, not backward,

and we will do the same.

Please.

We were neighbors once,

living side by side.

We can be again.

Thank you, cousin.

Your presence here means a great deal,

given our recent disagreements.

My politics have left you
more aligned with Mary.

At least today, we're united,

to stop France from tearing itself in half.

I wonder if we can.

Your Majesty,

your brother Sebastian asks
you return to the castle.

Lively, skipping steps.

Ladies, you haven't been practicing.

Oh, let's...

let's take a break, shall we?

Was that supposed to be the tarantella?

Princess Claude.

It's a new dance. From Spain.

I would have invited you to the lesson,

but seeing as you don't respond
to any of my invitations...

Your invitations?

To tea, for riding,

perhaps a simple thank you
for the tiara I sent you?

The servants get worse every year.

I swear they forget I live here now.

But here I am.

And I need all three of you, desperately.

What do you know about Lord Narcisse?

Really? Is it that bad?

Fantastic.

What is he, a whore chaser?

Uh, we cannot speak to that.

Well, what kind of woman
does Narcisse enjoy?

Well, you can't be asking for yourself.

We can speak to the fact that
he kept his last wife in a cage.

A cage? For punishment,
or for erotic purposes?

Claude, Lord Narcisse is
completely unsuitable for you.

He's schemer, a liar, and he's dangerous.

Perfect.

Mother's been foisting me on boring suitors

utterly beneath me.

An affair.

A very public, juicy affair,

with a notorious old man would obliterate

any chance she has of marrying me off.

Catherine would have you shackled,

bound and thrown into the sea.

As to these other suitors,

why would Catherine want you to wed

beneath your station?

Who you marry, it's a
strategic alliance for France.

The only alliance I'm interested in is

temporary, delicious, in bed.

Francis...

If this is about the village this morning,

I didn't ask you because
things there are still tense.

Things are tense across France,

but I have an idea, so hear me out, please.

What if your sister Claude married Condé?

Marry a royal to one

of the most prominent
Protestants in the country?

Yes.

An interfaith marriage.

In your family.

It sends a message.

It certainly does.

Marriages have been making
alliances for centuries.

It's a custom the people understand.

By bringing Condé into your family,

you exemplify acceptance, tolerance,

people living together in peace.

I can't.

The nobles will rise against me.

The marriage won't confer any
real power on the Protestants,

but it would be a balm to them.

Insurance from them rising up against you.

Against us.

I'm sorry, my answer...

Is no. As I knew it would be.

You have fallen completely to the nobles.

But I had to try.

You said there was a
development with Narcisse.

Did you find Montgomery?

No, but I'm hoping the man inside can help.

It's Father Michael, the
priest Catherine was going

to use to poison Henry.

The one Narcisse was
hiding to use against us.

Please, Your Grace,

I've been a loyal servant to
your queen mother for years.

Ask her.

Narcisse threatened my parents and sister

if I didn't do what he said.

You mean stand ready to
indict Queen Mary and my mother

of attempted regicide?

Yes.

Father Michael, do you know
where Lord Narcisse was keeping

another hostage... Lord Montgomery?

No, the only man I saw, rather
than the guard, was Balfont.

Narcisse's man. He brought food

and checked on me every two or three days.

I did hear Balfont say once,

because the guard was sick of watching me,

that the man who was guarding
Montgomery had it much worse.

Balfont also checked on Montgomery?

He seemed to be in charge of us.

When is Balfont due to visit you next?

He came two days ago.

So, perhaps today, or tomorrow.

When Balfont sees that
Father Michael's missing,

he'll run straight to Narcisse.

Balfont could be on his
way to the farmhouse now.

Narcisse will know that we're
eliminating his witnesses.

And play his hand by bringing Montgomery

to court to accuse you of regicide.

We have to find Montgomery.

There's no turning back now.

I have to get out from underneath Narcisse.

I've lost control of my country,

and my own wife can hardly look at me.

I'll have Balfont followed.

Or we capture and torture him

till he reveals Montgomery's location.

No, we can't be sure that he'll talk.

And Narcisse will miss him.

Narcisse will order
Balfont to fetch Montgomery.

We follow Balfont.

It's a dangerous play.

For all his threats, Narcisse
might not want you gone.

Your successor could be worse in his mind.

Then I'll have to push him.

And I know just how.

Mary...

I've changed my mind
about Claude and Condé.

You were right.

The marriage is a good option,
a viable path towards peace.

We'll announce their engagement tonight

at the St. Nicholas Feast.

Well, what about the nobles?

I'll deal with the nobles.

Using your argument that a stable France,

cheaply bought with a marriage,
benefits them most of all.

I'm afraid to believe you.

You've been so erratic
lately, as you are now.

Please speak with Claude and Condé.

I could force their engagement,

but it would hardly engender
good will, on either side.

Don't go back on your word, Francis.

I'm trusting you.

Don't give me hope for France, for us,

and then take it away again.

It's strange... though
you never set out to be,

you are the most visible
Protestant leader in France.

You're a noble, and a Prince of the Blood.

They look up to you, Louis.

Now I feel a creeping sense of unease.

Because you've come to know me.

I ask for things.

And I am asking you if you would become

a symbol for all of France.

Would you consider marrying
the princess Claude?

You're serious.

You and Francis?

Yes, Francis has agreed.

Your marriage would help ease
religious violence and distrust.

The realm seems calm now, but that's only

because those who have been
beaten down are terrified.

We must do something now.

Claude is not my choice of an ideal wife...

she's young, and I admit I
haven't met her officially,

but I've heard enough
to know she's a terror.

Yes, you prefer your women more mature.

And married.

Ever since I converted,

my brother, the King of
Navarre, has been in negotiations

for me to marry a Protestant duchess.

But you'd be marrying into
the royal family... a princess.

It's a far superior
alliance for him to make.

And have you even met this duchess?

She could be worse.

I didn't fully agree to her, either.

Louis, we've been given
so much, just by birth.

And I know that I'm asking you to give up

something enormous in return.

But if it saved lives,

changed France, and possibly

brought you happiness with a
spirited, beautiful princess...

isn't it worth considering?

You know you could sell the ocean

a cup of water, don't you?

Are you saying... ?

Yes, I'll do it.

I'll marry Claude.

This will change everything.

I'll be your brother-in-law.

Living at court,

a part of your family, forever.

Our children will grow up side by side.

The times we have banded together,

you have been a brave... a very brave...

like-minded friend.

Which is why we will be overjoyed

to bring you into our lives.

Both mine and Francis's.

So when do I meet my future wife?

Who are you to arrange my future?

I don't need a husband.

I already have a mother
to make me miserable.

Condé would hardly make you miserable.

He's young, dashing, rich,

powerful... the list goes on.

At least meet him before
you dismiss him out of hand.

He sounds like a charming pair of shackles.

Claude, in this moment,

the very future of France
rests in your hands.

Oh, then we are in
dire, dire circumstances.

- Oh, sweet Lord.
- Incredible.

The merest whiff of
marriage brings you running.

Like a bloodhound.

One needs to be quick to keep track of you.

I will not have a Protestant,

let alone a Bourbon, marry Claude.

Lord Condé could make
a claim to the throne...

he has royal blood of his own.

Condé will never rule.

And I will never marry him.

Oh, hallelujah!

We're in agreement.

This may be a bona fide miracle.

Stop. The truth is,

if the king wants this marriage to happen,

it will happen.

Tell the king...

my brother... that I am not a brood mare

to be bartered and sold.

By any of you.

Catherine, help me.

It's a good marriage.

You've been dying to marry Claude off.

Condé is a Protestant, yes, but he's rich,

and his brother is a king.

- He resides here now.
- At the moment, yes.

Then he solves nothing for me.

Claude will only be happy
away from the castle.

And why is that?

She is my daughter.

It is my right and duty to map her life.

Uh, if you ever have children,
you'll understand that.

Do not lay a hand on her future.

In all our ventures together,

I've never seen your husband so happy.

There's a light in his eyes
that clearly you put there.

He is a charmer.

What's happening with the school?

Did my funding help it complete?

Hugo, can you update us all?

Hugo's our money man.

He's been on top of some issues

- with the construction.
- Yes.

Fighting in Chambord delayed the materials.

- We're working on another route.
- I'm sorry,

am I to understand you're
financing this movement?

Building a school, dear.

In an under-serviced region.

And I... I'm merely one of the donors.

It feels good to be involved.

Can I share with you some
of our other projects?

I'd like that.

But first, let me show you the
gardens you were asking about.

This luncheon is about a bit more

than meeting your friends, isn't it?

- You're trying to convert me.
- I was hoping if you saw

how much good work we do,
how reasonable they are...

- I'd come to your side?
- Well, that's just it,

I don't want there to be sides.

I want us to be together, in all things.

Very nice.

I see Mary's point now.

She sent you to woo me, didn't she?

Yes. How's it going so far?

Hard to say.

Tell me this:

Do you always do Mary's bidding?

Or does your ambition spark
this desire for a royal marriage?

Are you in need of money? Lands?

I have vast holdings, and I am well...

Endowed?

Provided for...

through my family and my own enterprises.

Oh.

Well, I haven't seen your... region...

but I assume it's satisfying.

That is the popular view.

Of your many lovers, that's right.

I hear you are

quite the ruiner of noble married women.

That is slander.

They returned to their husbands in...

finer spirits than when
they went on holiday.

And would you break their hearts,

or keep them warm and waiting on the side,

if we did marry?

Would I be able to have lovers, too?

Ideally, no.

To us both.

I know it's awkward...
we've been tossed together,

the would-be saviors of France... but...

we can take our time.

Even after marriage,
I wouldn't force you...

Why downplay the only remotely
interesting thing about this union?

Why, indeed.

But it's not the only interesting thing.

If we do wed, and we dislike each other,

we could find a way
to... be free but married.

Or perhaps we'll find that in each other

there's someone we're
willing to be tethered to.

I've just learned that you have given

consent to your sister's marriage to Condé.

Have you lost your mind?

Can't you work with me, for once?

France is on the verge of a revolt.

You are wrong. All is quiet.

You've cracked a few skulls...

a painful method of instilling order,

but one that has worked.

When push comes to shove, people will

- trade their faith for survival.
- No, I don't trust that it's over.

I was in the midst of that riot.

I saw stones thrown,
Frenchmen attacking Frenchmen.

People died! I...

I haven't slept in days.

My sister's marriage may not be enough.

I may have to reverse the edict,

or issue a new one protecting Protestants.

You do not seem yourself, my king.

That is because I am your king, not my own.

I can't do this anymore.

I won't.

If you allow this marriage

to go ahead, I will
remove you from the throne.

Have you forgotten what I can do to you,

what I know about you?

I can't live like this anymore!

And what of Mary...

and your line?

I can't think about that.

They'll survive.

Somehow.

Or perhaps we are all
doomed by my mistakes.

Francis... you said yourself
you haven't slept in days.

Perhaps what you need now is rest.

Oh... now you care about my health?

All I am saying is that you need
not make any decisions today.

There are no crises looming

except that those you create.

Leave me.

I will not have you hissing in my ear.

Let me be, let me rest.

Yes.

You think he was convinced?

I'm not sure I want you to be king anymore.

Good.

Then he'll move to take my head.

I'm not sure it's safe to let you

in my chambers without a chaperone.

You're not safe.

But not because of me.

Do you realize

what will happen if you go ahead

with this marriage to Condé?

- You've made friends at court.
- You'll be nothing less than a test

to see if a mixed union
can survive without one

or both of you being assassinated.

And why such concern for me?

We've only just met.

Oh, don't be coy.

You've already used me once

to get out of marrying a suitor.

And there have been the glances between us.

- A look is not a purchase.
- Marry me.

Elope with me now

before anyone can stop
us... it will save your life.

And raise your station.

Marry me...

or your brother will
force you to marry Condé.

No one forces me to do anything.

As king, he trumps us all.

But if we were to wed...

we would forge a bond...

that only the Vatican could break.

So many suitors...

and Lord Condé is so young.

Go on.

And handsome.

And well positioned.

And worth being assassinated for?

If you want something to die for,

I can give it to you.

I'll think about it.

As I trust you will think about me.

You may go.

Why are you sacrificing me for an alliance

with Protestants? Why does Lord Narcisse

- care more about my welfare than my own brother?
- Claude, as royals,

we are all at risk every day.

But your marriage to Condé
could bring peace to France.

I care about me, not France.

That's your job.

Please listen to me.

Narcisse is trying to scare you,

to serve his own purposes.
Do you really think

he cares whether you live or die?

He did offer to marry me himself,

so he could attach
himself to the royal line.

Of course he did.

Claude, as your king, I could order you

to marry Condé, however
I am urging you to do it

as a member of this family.

I'm asking you to step forward in a way

you never had to, never been asked to.

For years, you have been writing me letters

saying you felt you had no real place

among your own blood.

You want to be accepted,

- respected... this is your chance...
- I do.

This is your time... to fulfill your duty,

your destiny as a Valois.

I'm asking you to do it
for me... the one person

who has accepted and protected you

no matter how far you transgressed.

Go to Narcisse now,

turn down his proposal.

I'm marrying Condé.

But thanks anyway for your selfless offer.

Are you prepared to die for this marriage?

At least my family

will cry at my funeral.

Get Lord Montgomery, bring
him here to the castle.

We are pressing regicide charges today.

Francis is crumbling under the pressure.

He's defiant but defeated.

He needs to go before he makes
decisions that I cannot reverse.

- You think Catherine will be regent?
- Most likely.

It's not ideal,

but she is a staunch Catholic,

and she'll be mourning the loss of her son,

scrambling to prepare
a child for the throne.

So she'll need help.

She'll need me.

Now, go.

Narcisse has met with Balfont.

Why aren't you following him?

I had the stable hands delay
Balfont's horse to give us time.

I'm coming with you to get Montgomery.

You'll need help against
Balfont, and no one else can know

that Montgomery's being held,
ready to be brought against me.

I should argue against it for your safety,

but we have one chance and we cannot fail.

If we fail, remember...

I'll get Mary to the safe
house and out of the country.

She can never return to France or Scotland.

Mary will never be found.

She'll live the rest of her
life in exile, in anonymity.

But she'll live...

and my death would be worth it.

Mary...

Francis.

Mary, I love you.

You do know that, no matter what I've done.

What's happened?

Nothing.

It's just the season.

Makes one take stock of the year.

Well, then, let's enjoy the season.

Shall we get ready for the feast together?

There are a few things I
have to take care of first.

But don't worry.

All is well.

All right then.

Mary, wait a minute... I
know you're still angry but...

let me look at you.

Enough?

Not nearly.

Presents for the servants. How progressive.

Hmm. You have no idea.

Oh, I'm afraid I do.

The engagement will be
announced tonight, will it not?

The plan to mix your blood
line with Protestants. Bourbons.

- I did what I could to stop it.
- I heard.

Stay away from my daughter.

You cannot support this engagement.

Do I look pleased? But I am not king.

Pity. You would have made a good one.

To what might have been.

Hmm.

Have you seen Francis?

Bash said they'd gone into town.

The Vatican heard rumors of the engagement,

so Francis is doing his
best to smooth things over.

So that's where he went.

I'm amazed to hear Francis
approved the engagement.

So was I.

I'm proud of him.

It's too quiet, too calm.

Mary, it's peace...

hard-earned, after all the strife.

Can't help but wonder how long it'll last.

You are such a lovely dancer.

We've fallen in step with each other,

but someone must lead the
way, and you're good at that.

And I trust you.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have married you.

Are you considering converting?

I am.

I think it's better for your children,

for our home, if we are united,
even if the country is divided.

I think we should leave.

No one heard us.

I want to take you home

and add to our undivided family.

Wheat and mill over here,

dried meats there,

woolens and tools round that corner.

Is that everything?

From this round of supplies.

Then go back to court and pick up the next.

Mind the blood... we'll
need the uniform. Hurry now!

Let's get to the carriage!

Hurry! Hurry!

I'm going to announce your engagement.

Well, where's Francis? Why isn't he here?

He's gone with Bash to soothe
relations with the Vatican.

Well, shouldn't we wait?

Do you think he'll change his mind?

I don't think so, not this time.

I know that you've lost faith in him,

and I told him that I had, too,

but the truth is

I love him,

and no matter what he
does, I believe in him.

They say that marriage is like a promise,

and it is that,

but the best ones are based on certainty.

An inexplicable faith in someone else.

Ladies and Gentlemen of the court,

I have an announcement to make.

With the king's blessing,

it is my honor to announce the engagement

of his beloved sister,

the Princess Claude, to
Louis, the Prince of Condé.

Their union will be eternal,

and their love unbreakable.

Wish them well.

Ah. Short and sweet.

Like forcing food down a duck's throat

to make fois gras.

One can barely hear

the sound of people choking on the news.

Lord Montgomery.

Do you know who I am?

Yes.

What do you want with me?

Have you come here to free me?

I'm sorry that you've been imprisoned

for so many months,

but it's not your freedom I'm here for.

It's mine.

Where's Reynaud?

I thought he was driving.

Reynaud's back at the village with a girl.

Giving her more than a blanket
to keep her warm, I expect.

Are you ready to kill a king?

I'm leaving tonight.

Follow tomorrow with the carriage

and my things. Give this to Queen Mary,

but not until tomorrow. Do you understand?

- It isn't urgent?
- It's urgent that I get some distance from her.

This says I killed the king.

I was already pardoned for this.

This grants you my
pardon, as I am now king,

but it requires your confession.

You said Narcisse had you kidnapped.

Surely, he must have visited you,

talked with you. Do you know why

you were kidnapped?

No.

Narcisse said

you had conversations about
who really killed the king.

It says right there I did.

He's lying. I don't know why he took me.

I didn't ask.

He knows.

I don't know anything.

And I don't care.

I don't care how kings become kings.

I hated your father, too.

Guards, what's happening? What's wrong?

An intruder was seen
outside the portcullis.

We're just checking on Your Majesty.

Call for help, and I will
slit your Catholic throat.

Do you understand?

Your guards are dead.

Where is your husband?

I don't know where he is.

There are many of us,

and few places he spends his evenings.

Don't scream, and if he
walks through the door,

you might just live long
enough to watch him die.

Another dead for my crimes.

Stop blaming yourself and
take back what's yours...

your country.

Mary...

You can tell her the truth now.

Narcisse has nothing on either of you.

Nothing he can prove, not anymore.

I'll stay here and clean this mess up.

Go home to your wife,
and then kill Narcisse.

Run him through for
treason against his king.

It's taking too long.

Your men may have been caught.

They could be coming for you,
right now, without warning.

- Shut up.
- If you have as many men as you say you do,

the halls should be filled
with the sounds of battle.

It's the dead of night.
All your guards see is

their own coming until they're
cut down. They'll find him.

Francis isn't here.

He visits his bastard son
late at night, we know that.

He isn't here.

Your mission has failed,

and you will die.

If you leave now,

even if you are caught,

I will spare your lives.

One of the grooms swore the
king left the castle earlier.

He could be lying.

I'm telling you, we've
looked as long as we dare.

Burrell's been killed,

one of the king's guards may have survived.

We are leaving now.

We killed all the other witnesses.

Kill her before she can scream.

I'll do it.

Don't... no wrong that we have
committed against your people

will be remedied this night.

Don't speak to me of wrongs
done... you murdered my son,

you and your husband.

Hung him upside down on a
cross, like something evil,

and he, my boy, a man of God.

Your son was the minister.

Severin... ?

Severin.

She's a queen.

Aye, she doesn't look like

a queen now, does she?

You took my son,

you destroyed my family, you destroyed me.

He said he had a bomb.

It was your people who killed him.

Gerard, no!

Desecrated him in the town square.

You shall know desecration.

You, who claim to be anointed by God,

you godless bitch.

Hold her down, hold her down!

They're in the north keep!

Stop.

My God, it's the queen.

Get back to your posts.

The queen will be with me.

Mary, where is Francis?

Do you know?

Uh, they said that he
wasn't in the castle...

that he wasn't here at all...

and when they realized that they'd failed,

that's when they...

Oh, my dear child.

No! Uh...

No.

What did they do to you?

The Protestants came looking for Francis.

And they were going to kill him.

I fought them off... I
hit one of them in the head

and the other one...

I'm only going to ask you this once,

so we are both clear

on what you've endured this night.

Were you raped?

I know you don't want to be
touched, that's all right.

But you're safe.

I don't know how you managed
to escape, but you did.

You are alive.

You will survive this.

I know this...

because I survived.

You know that, too.

They tried to destroy
you by taking your pride

and your strength, but
those things cannot be taken.

Not from you.

Not ever.

We're going to change your
clothes, fix your hair,

we are going to erase any
mark of their hands on you.

- Please, leave me be.
- We are.

We are going to do this for you

and for Francis

and for Scotland and for France.

They tried to diminish a king tonight

by degrading a queen,
and they will not succeed.

Because the world will never
know what they did to you.

- That's not possible.
- It is, because you will walk out of here

and you will face your court as if this

- never happened.
- No, I can't. I can't.

Yes, you can.

You have to. Mary, your guards saw you.

You must put to rest
any rumors, immediately.

These next moments of your
life will either define you

as a victim or a powerful queen

untouched by a failed
assassination attempt.

They will define

who you are perceived to be.

Your place in history.

Do not let them win.

Trust me.

Trust me and let me help you.

Trust that I can get you through this,

because I swear to you that I can.

Jacob, you say?

What could he want in
the middle of the night?

Leave us.

Aloysius, Lady Castleroy,

something terrible has happened.

Assassins managed to enter the castle.

The king and queen are safe, I'm told,

but others were killed...

guards, servants.

Assassins.

Protestant assassins?

- Yes.
- Who else was hurt? Tell me.

I don't know.

The kingsguards are pulling known

and suspected Protestants from their beds.

My wife and children are safe,

but we need your help... funds...

to get away for a time.

Did you do this?

Are you planning a revolution,

for all your talk of God and peace?

No, I swear to you both,
it was some rogue faction.

I knew nothing of it until
I was warned of the search

for the guilty, but I
will be held accountable.

I think you are
accountable. I've looked into

a few things since you were here.

I hadn't heard of any fighting in Chambord,

because, as I learned, there was none.

There was no delay of materials.

The money I gave you was
never going to build a school.

Is this true?

Where did that money go?

And all the other donations
I entrusted you with?

The news you gave me of delays,

- the fighting.
- I had no choice.

They threatened me, my family.

They said a school wasn't what
we needed, assassins were...

the House of Valois toppled,
a brutal reign ended.

Who threatened you? Was it Le Clerc?

- Fontaine?
- That I can't say... they'll kill me.

Aloysius, no.

Tell me we didn't fund an
assassination on our king.

Still no word from Balfont?

None yet, my lord.

- And where is the king?
- At a secure location,

the guards are saying. They must have

moved him the second the alarms sounded.

They say it was Protestants

wearing stolen uniforms of the guards.

Well, it seems they
killed anyone who saw them

as they moved through the castle.

Well, at least the
engagement will surely be off.

Things can remain... as they were.

Where did the Protestants get the nerve?

Surely they know they
will all be targets now?

Crushed with such force.

Well, th... they were being
crushed anyway, weren't they?

I suppose they thought
they had little to lose.

My loyal subjects...

I reassure you that your king

and your queen remain untouched.

These murderous traitors

who invaded the castle
tonight have achieved nothing,

have altered nothing,

and will die for nothing.

Come in.

I'm sorry, Lady Lola, but...

Lord Narcisse insisted

that I ask if you would speak to him.

Uh, it's all right, thank you.

Shh.

I wanted to see how you were feeling.

If you were all right.

The Protestants came, just as you warned.

I'm sure they would've
killed Mary and Francis,

if they could have.

Who knows where they would've stopped.

I take no pleasure in being right.

Especially as I may have been

wrong about other issues.

What happened tonight was reckless.

It was the act of a people

who feel that they have nothing to lose.

To rob people of hope

is a dangerous mistake,

and I suspect it may have been my doing.

Through your pressure on Francis.

I fear this nation is burning

and I am the man who lit the match.

Oh, perhaps I overvalue

my role in the matter.

You control a king.

I'd say you're being accurate.

Yes.

You betrayed me,

you called me an enemy of
those you hold dear, and yet

when there was danger tonight,

my worry was for you.

I think about you.

I think about you still.

I want to sleep but I can't stop shaking.

I'm so cold.

It's the shock of the night's events.

It's true.

You're all right,

- thank God.
- Slowly.

Just give her time and space,

and all you need to do is listen.

Shall I go?

They said... that the guards

outside our chambers were killed,

but the assassins never made it in,

that you were untouched.

I lied.

Catherine lied.

So no one would know.

I was raped.

Please don't come any closer.

I can't bear it... I can hardly

bear to have you to look at me.

Mary...

you are my life

and I love you.

And this is my fault.

Because you weren't here?

Because you were doing all

you could to sway the
Vatican towards tolerance,

because, finally,

we were as one?

Francis, you can't blame yourself.

You're wrong.

Please, don't talk.

It hurts to speak...

to think about it,

to try and make any sense of it at all.

Find them, Francis.

Find the men who did
this to me and kill them.

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