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Previously on Reign...

The sisters know that I'm a healer.

They believe I'm blessed and took me in.

How did you heal that woman's son?

I laid hands on him.

You saved someone at a cost to another.

Not always.

Many times, there are no consequences.

Who left those marks on your face?

She earns every mark she gets.

You are hereby stripped of your title.

- I want to live.
- There could be a price.

You are free to be with Condé,

but I can't control my
mother's appetite for vengeance.

You are my choice, and this is our moment.

Promise me that when the day
comes, we'll get on that boat,

- and you'll leave all this all behind.
- Yes.

Francis, you must stop
her for both of your sakes.

Francis? Francis!

The vision. Nostradamus's vision.

He saw how Francis died.

It's all coming true.

Why won't his ear stop bleeding?

Is there nothing you can do for him?

It's the infection.

Until his body overcomes the disease,

it will keep pushing blood into the ear.

What if he can't?

Will he never stop bleeding?

Will he never wake up?

Tell me the truth.

Well, if he can't overcome it,

if his fever won't break, and soon,

the king will die.

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What is it?

I can't believe I'm here with you.

That you're mine.

Yes, I am.

But... ?

Do I sense regrets?

No. No regrets.

You helped me find myself again.

Part of myself I thought I'd lost.

Why do I feel like a servant

who's located some missing earring for you?

Don't be like that, Louis.

I love you. You must know that.

You've risked your life and your
future for me time and again.

You turned down Elizabeth,
the chance to be a king for me.

I know that you feel my husband's presence

while we're here in France,

but soon we'll be gone,
in Scotland together.

I promise.

Well, then,

the sooner we get back, the
sooner we'll be on our way.

Lola, what's wrong?

It's Francis.

He fell terribly ill last night.

How? Tell me everything.

Apparently, he collapsed.

He was burning up and
fell into unconsciousness.

- He hasn't woken.
- Is it an infection?

Are they worried he has

some kind of brain fever?

I don't know,

but everyone's very worried.

Then I must go to him.

Welcome back.

What is this place?

Where I live and work sometimes.

When I'm not with the nuns.

You cleaned my wound.

Stitched it myself.

You're lucky that blade
stuck you where it did.

A few inches difference...

Well, even my gift has its limits.

Was it your gift... or your
medicine that healed me?

I saved your life.

Does it matter that much to you how?

Yes, it does.

Was I awake when you healed me?

I saw my wound, Delphine.

I should have died.

Do you wish you had?

You didn't when I found you.

All you did was beg for the pain to stop.

I just want to know

what the price will be and who will pay it.

If there is an answer
to that, I don't know it.

The rules are unwritten.

There's no way to know for sure

if or when a price will
be paid, or by whom.

I'm sorry.

Where's my shirt?

Where do you think you're going?

To find the man who tried to kill me.

He's already been caught.

What?

There were witnesses to
your argument in the village.

Loyal people who fear
the king and his deputy.

Go there and confirm his guilt.

You will see your enemy hang.

Can he hear us?

No.

The physician was asking how the
king seemed before he collapsed.

He says it could help him treat Francis.

Was he eating? Did he seem weak?

How was he sleeping?

You don't know the answers, do you?

Knowing a husband's well-being...

that's a wife's job.

And you have chosen

- not to be a wife to my son.
- Catherine...

Where were you last night,
Mary, when the king collapsed?

I was away from the castle to...

I know about you and Condé.

Do you know what told me

that your infidelity
was fact and not rumor?

The look of pain on my son's
face when he lied for you.

To protect the woman that
he loved more than anything.

We had come to an agreement.

I doubt that agreement included
you abandoning your marriage

and running off to Scotland.

Yes, I know about that, too.

So does Francis.

The truth of your betrayal was
the last thing that he heard

before he collapsed.

Oh, I'm sorry. Am I upsetting you?

Should I not have suggested
that you did this to him?

Because you make no mistake...
this is on your head.

Nostradamus always said

that you would be the
cause of my son's death.

I never imagined that you would

kill him by breaking his heart.

Don't know if you can hear me,

but please know, wherever you are,

I am so sorry for the pain
we've caused each other.

I want you to live.

Please, please live.

That's a good look for you.

You going somewhere?

Yes, thank goodness,

and leaving this rat trap behind.

I've rented a townhouse not far from here,

and it's rather grand.

A grand townhouse?

How did you get the money?

The business is growing, Leith,
and it will grow even more

once I give it the right setting.

A brothel.

The lease came up, and I took it.

I only just have enough money
for the first week's rent,

but there's a group of rich
merchants arriving in town,

and if I can get them there for
a party I'm throwing tonight,

I will make a killing,

and the business will be off and running.

But if you didn't need to do any of this,

if we could get an annulment and marry

and start a family,

would you not want to
leave all this behind?

Leith... we've been over this.

It's not possible.

What if it was?

What if I told you that I
have a very powerful friend

who could help us?

I only have to do a few tasks for him.

What tasks?

They'd have to be dangerous tasks,

or they wouldn't be worth such a favor.

Leith, I never asked you for this.

Because you don't want it?

I want what I have.

A man I love,

not a man I have to depend on.

Mary, a word.

It's as I feared.

Rumors of the king's health have started

to spread through the castle.

If news of his condition should
fall into the wrong hands...

The throne room is full
of potential threats...

lords, diplomats, all waiting for Francis.

I'm afraid I can't hide
the truth from my face.

- Catherine, wait.
- Don't!

Please listen.

We may never know what
caused Francis's illness.

If I'm as responsible as you say,

I will never forgive myself.

So let me do this one thing for you.

I will talk to the advisors.

You go back to Francis.

When he wakes up, he would
rather see your face than mine.

Mary.

I'm so sorry.

- Is there anything I can do?
- There is.

Find Bash.

If these are the final hours,

Bash needs to say good-bye to his brother.

Gentlemen.

I'm sorry you've been kept waiting.

I fear you've been misinformed
as to our king's situation.

It seems a rather magnificent stag

did not check the royal calendar,

so our king and his hunting
companions have been met

on a chase through the woods.

I will be handling any urgent
matters until his return.

So if there isn't anything
terribly pressing... ?

- No, Your Highness.
- No.

No, Your Majesty.

Well, I will let you know
when the king is back.

Your Grace.

That was a fine performance.

I don't doubt your concern
for your husband is real.

Pity I can't say the same for your lover.

If Francis dies, Condé could marry you.

He could become king of Scotland.

But I'm sure that's the
furthest thing from your mind.

Or his.

I just wanted my own life.

A chance to feel my heart again.

I... I knew my leaving would
never be painless, but...

Louis, do you really think

that my betrayal has done this to Francis?

He's saddened, as any man would be.

But sadness doesn't make men bleed. Mary.

Thank you, Louis, but it doesn't feel right

to take comfort in your touch right now.

Admiral Sinet.

Queen Mary, I'm sorry
to arrive unannounced,

but there's been urgent
news regarding Scotland.

- What's happened?
- The Protestant rebels in Scotland

are mobilizing for a military offensive.

Against whom?

Against your supporters.

We expect that all regions and lords

loyal to you are in imminent danger.

The killings have already started

as they overtake the land.

Lords and ladies beheaded,
bodies left behind as a warning.

How many men do these
Protestants have on their side?

Our intelligence indicates
that at least a thousand

are gathering for the attack.

And my half-brother, James?

He explains in his dispatch.

He's worked hard, in your name,

building alliances with Catholic
and Protestant lords, both.

Fighting to prop up a crumbling peace.

England doesn't want peace.

They want Scottish blood and my crown.

James can't hold back the tide any longer.

He needs some show of
strength to deter your enemies

and to persuade your
friends that they can win.

I will bring this to
King Francis's attention

as soon as he returns.

Your Majesty.

Louis, what do I do?

If I don't act, then my
allies will be slaughtered

and my country will be lost.

Maybe we should leave now.

Your people will rally
when they see their queen.

We'd be sailing into a civil war.

I don't have enough men.

I would need thousands of soldiers.

The only person who can
command a force of that size

is the king.

Mary...

with Francis as he is,
right now the king is you.

Your Majesty, I received your request.

Good.

But I wonder if some other guard

might look after Claude today.

I have an urgent matter in
town I need to attend to.

Something to do other than your job?

It will only take a few hours.

- Take Claude with you.
- That wouldn't be wise.

The section of town I'm headed
is ill-suited for princesses.

You don't seem to be hearing me, Leith.

I trust you to do this
and not ask questions.

Which is more discretion
than I trust my daughter with.

Hence, in part, my request.

Do you understand?

Of course, Your Majesty.

Your daughter will be kept
safe today and occupied

outside the castle walls.

Francis is grateful.

As am I.

Driver!

Driver, what's going on?

2,000 French soldiers to Scotland

means fewer soldiers facing England,

less on our borders with Navarre,

the Italian and German territories,

and those are just our foreign threats.

The potential threats.

Unlike the threats that Scotland faces

that are real and immediate.

How can I betray my husband's wishes,

endanger his country?

A country I have come to love, too.

How can I do this?

Mary, how can you not?

Scotland is our home.

The loyalists you'd be
protecting, many are friends.

Some are family.

If these rebels aren't stopped,

we may not have a country to go back to.

I know it's grim logic,
but if Francis were to die,

in that moment, you'd
lose all power in France.

The crown goes to Charles.

You will have lost your
chance to send help.

I would like a moment
with my daughter-in-law.

Alone.

I've heard what is happening in Scotland,

and while I sympathize with your situation,

I'm aware of what you must be considering,

sending French troops. I don't like it.

Think about your allies in Scotland.

Why should I stand by while
you steal my son's army

to run off with your Bourbon prince?

Elizabeth is building a Protestant campaign

to take over Scotland;
France could be next.

I don't believe that.

I am trying to save my country!

Your country is all but lost!

Do not drag us down with you!

I understand that you want to get

as far away from here as possible,

but I won't let this happen to France,

to you.

You may have the authority,

I will move heaven and earth to stop you.

It's the king's deputy!

He lives!

My lord, is this him?

Is this the villain
who tried to murder you?

That's him.

You have been found guilty for

the attempted murder of the king's deputy.

God have mercy on your soul.

Who's next?

Bring out the witch!

Let them see her face!

A face kissed by the Devil.

My God.

Clarissa.

I'm not a witch! I'm not a witch, please!

Bash! Bash, you know me!

- Please help me.
- Beat the evil from her!

- Please! I beg you! Stop!

What proof do you have that she's a witch?

My lord, look at her face.

She passed my farm on Sunday,

and by Wednesday, my salt pork

was black with rot!

That proves nothing. What are her crimes?

This witch was a servant, my lord.

She stole from the family she served,

and fled in the night.

I was no servant.

I was more like a prisoner.

Kept beneath the floorboards and treated

- like an animal!
- No! Not today.

There will be no hanging
or stoning of this girl.

But she's Satan's spawn!

And I'm the king's deputy.

So I will take her to French court

to face the king's justice.

Please make way.

If you take me back to court,

you haven't saved my life.

I will die there.

By Catherine's hand.

Perhaps that's what you deserve.

You kidnapped her children;
have you forgotten?

I was monstrous, it's true.

But you don't know what it was like,

living hidden my whole life.

To have to watch the love

that those boys were given by their mother.

To realize that I had been
watching my own family.

I was watching my own mother.

I went mad.

You almost killed those boys, my brothers.

I regret what I did,

and I will not hurt another soul.

Are you going to let them kill me?

I haven't decided what to do yet.

For now, you're coming with me.

You're training.

When we get to Scotland, I
want to be ready to fight.

Catherine guessed what you
had in mind, didn't she?

Mary, I know you're torn,

but don't let this decision
be about me or Francis

or love or guilt.

It's about your duty

as queen of Scotland.

It's about all of those things.

None of which make it the
right choice to weaken France.

Louis, Catherine is worried for France

if I send those troops, and she should be.

I'm worried as well.

There must be some other
way to stop the slaughter

of those loyal to me.

Mercenaries, a private militia.

There is.

I know of a private army, run
by a general named Renaude.

With our combined forces,

we might have enough men
to overtake the rebels.

And why didn't you mention
this Renaude to me before?

Because he used to serve Narcisse,

and rumor has it he still does.

If you want those men, you'll
have to go through Narcisse.

I still don't understand

why we keep circling this dreary village.

We've been to the jeweler
and the dressmaker.

I'm just looking for that tapestry shop.

We've passed it.

Why are you deliberately wasting my time?

Mother asked you to, didn't she?

I don't know what you mean.

Why does she want me out of the castle?

Is it because she's bedding Narcisse?

She wants me away from him, doesn't she?

Whoa!

I've got to run a quick errand.

I'll be right back.

Stay in the carriage.

You.

- Do you know this town?
- I do, Majesty.

Where's the last place
you'd take a princess?

You.

You owe the cardinal three months' dues,

and I'm here to collect.

The cardinal's demands for protection...

I have nothing left to give.

I enjoy this no more than you do,

but the fact is that you owe the money.

Where is Princess Claude?

The moment I saw her,

I felt a terrible sense of dread.

You considered letting those
savages stone her to death.

I was pulled back from death,

and then there she was, pushed toward it

in almost the same time and place.

A woman connected to me.

A woman whose fate is also connected

to someone I love by a prophecy.

Connected to whom?

My brother, Francis.

And you're afraid now
that you've spared her,

you've brought a deadly prophecy

closer to the king of France.

I don't know, but I don't
dare ignore the coincidence.

I need to get to the castle and
make sure he's not in danger...

danger I might have put him in.

Clarissa's not safe there.
Can she stay with you?

- I'll be back for her soon.
- Yes.

Your Majesty.

I don't mean to interrupt,

but I was told you wanted to see me.

Let's not waste time

by pretending you don't
know what's happening.

As surely Catherine has told you,

I need an army.

I've been informed that
you have access to one.

As you're well aware,

my armies were taken by the king,

along with my lands and my titles.

You promised Francis

your loyalty and your usefulness
in exchange for your life.

Buying the allegiance

of a secret army behind the king's back

is not loyalty.

It's treachery.

And don't try to deny that either.

Once I start looking, I know I will find

proof of that and more.

All of which Francis will hear about

when he wakes.

If... he wakes.

You're right.

Francis could die at any moment.

Which is why time is of the essence.

You will deliver Renaude to me by dawn.

You will tell him that
he and his men will answer

to me, because today I am king.

And I will punish those who defy me.

Remember your son.

Do not test my power,

and do not tempt my fury.

Get back there, wench!

No!

I said no!

Hey.

Hello, friend.

Come on. Come on.

Did you need a ride?

I'm afraid that won't do you
much good, you little thief.

I'm not a thief! Unhand me at once!

I'm on a mission from the Crown
to find the king's brother.

And the Crown didn't
bother to give you a horse?

Not too many highborn ladies are tasked

with important missions,
or travel these woods alone.

Please, just let me go.

Don't pass me off to those savages

like those common whores.

Whores?

Those ladies are my lieutenants' wives,

so you'd do well not to repeat that.

Wives?

I'm sorry. I thought...

I know what you thought.

I also know that you're not a thief...

not with that lofty gaze of judgment,

Lady... ?

Kenna. Lady Kenna.

Those men are members of
my private army, Lady Kenna.

I've been summoned by the
castle and will soon leave them

to ride there and take my orders.

Be happy to give you safe escort home.

I can't go home.

Not until I find the king's brother.

I can't leave a beautiful noblewoman

to wander out here all alone.

It's far too dangerous.

What if I promise to ask
for your king's brother

on the way?

Will that satisfy you?

What did the doctors say?

The next few hours are critical.

The bleeding from his ear
has slowed, but... they fear

the fever alone might take him, and soon.

This may seem like an
odd question, but when did

this happen to him? Is it in the last day?

Yes.

Why? Does that mean something?

Just wondering.

Keep praying for him, Mary.

I just wish I knew it helped.

You never know what might help.

We have to try everything, don't we?

Lord Honoret!

Is that you hiding behind a whore?

How lovely to walk in and
find I know so many people.

Count DeSalle!

Remember me?

We met at your wedding.

Greer.

What is Claude doing here?

She's shaming my very best customers

out of the party.

I'll get her out of here.

Oh.

You're here?

Fancy a turn with me?

A wha... ?

A dance, you dirty bird.

Hands off, I'm a princess.

Well, a princess has no business
in a house of ill repute.

You're such a prude.

Nice to see you again, Leith.

Looking fine, soldier boy.

Oh, they know you.

Maybe you're not such a prude after all.

The doctor said it may be any hour now.

My son is dying.

Catherine, I'm so sorry.

I meant what I said last night.

You don't have to be alone in this.

You have my loyalty.

And my protection.

Protection?

Mary has ordered

that I deliver a private army to her.

A general named Renaude...
he's a friend of mine.

I've summoned him.

Why are you telling me this?

Last night, you told
me that you were afraid

of what would happen
to you if Francis dies.

Of your enemies descending

upon you and your young children.

I can't think about this now.

Well, you need to, because you were right.

If you become regent, your
enemies will move against you.

But even if Mary takes Renaude's forces

to Scotland,

I still have the French army here.

Most of whom you can trust, but not all.

When a crown changes heads, power shifts.

Nothing is certain, and no one is safe.

You and your sons will
need extra protection.

Renaude's army should
be for you, Catherine,

not Mary.

Why are you so keen to protect me?

This is just a bet

to see which queen you think will win.

I'm flattered as a queen, of course...

Catherine...

I care about you.

If you deny her Renaude's
army, Mary will destroy you.

And still may resort to French troops.

It may not come to that if we can stall.

We may only need hours,

as you say.

If Francis dies, then Mary loses her power.

But if the king survives,

then he'll put a stop
to her plans by himself.

Arrange to stall her, then.

This could cost Mary her nation.

Well, she shouldn't have forgotten

that by marrying your son,
her nation became France.

You're a skilled rider, Lady Kenna.

Never discount a woman's skills.

Our daily lives consist of making

hardship seem effortless.

I have a feeling I've just begun

to learn the extent of your skills.

You know, I don't even know your name.

General Renaude.

I have an urgent message from court.

General, is it?

Lady Kenna, your husband has
returned safely from his journey.

You're married?

I didn't know.

Please bring Lady Kenna the
rest of the way to the castle.

I thought you said that these woods

were too dangerous for me alone.

And now you're sending
me off with a messenger?

He made it here safely.

The woods between here and
the castle are well-patrolled.

As it happens, I have other reasons

for not riding on with you.

I'm not headed where you are anymore.

Oh. I suppose that is somewhat honorable.

Unless of course I am savagely
murdered here in these woods.

Enjoy your reunion with your husband.

I'm sure he will.

Is this wine from the castle?

It's to relax you.

And to thank Delphine for
sharing her comforts with us.

Very kind.

It's been so long since anyone's

offered me more than brown water.

Bash, what have you done?

What's... what's happening to me?

Clarissa, I'm so sorry.

I didn't know Bash had left the castle.

If I had, I never would
have sent you to find him.

But I'm glad you're both safe.

Any word on Renaude?

He sent you this message.

He's saying he's two days away.

Two days?

Weren't we told he was closer?

Wait a minute. Mary, Renaude
is the man who helped me.

He escorted me back to the castle.

General Renaude is here?

Well, not here. But he said
he was summoned to court,

and then he received a message,

read it and turned back around.

Which means someone told him to lie.

- To pretend he was farther away than he is.
- By two days.

Enough time to see whether
the king will live or die.

If he dies,

Catherine will take power,

she'll stop us.

If he lives,

Francis will most likely do the same.

This is Narcisse's doing.

Tell the guards to fetch Narcisse

and drag him to the dungeons.

I will tear him in half for this.

Why? Did Catherine make you to do this?

- I'm so sorry.
- I'm her child!

I'm doing this for her other child,

your brother, the king.

He's gravely ill.

I... I don't understand.

Your friend, Nostradamus, had a vision.

Mary's return to court

would cost Catherine her firstborn.

We all thought that meant Francis,

but you were her firstborn.

To those who of us who
believe in such magic,

your death satisfied the Fates.

Do you believe in such magic?

Yes.

So do I.

If not, the Devil take my soul.

You saved her from so much
suffering in her future.

Francis, I am sending
French forces to Scotland.

I'm sorry, but it's the only way.

I know you can't hear me,

but I wish, if you could,
that you would understand.

I hope that you would forgive me my choice.

I have forgiven you for yours.

I know that you never meant
for any harm to come to me.

I remember when I couldn't
be this close to you

or even hear the sound of your breath.

I cling to that sound now.

I don't want it to end.

Francis?

Catherine!

He's regained consciousness.

Apparently, he's upright,
and he's even speaking.

Oh, thank God.

I'm so relieved.

Mary, what about Scotland?

Will you still be going?

Are you sending men?

That is for Francis to decide.

You should know that I
informed him of your plan

to send his men to your country.

He already knew, of course,

that you were willing to
betray and abandon him.

Francis, thank God.

The fever's broken.

Doctors say I'll be on my feet soon.

My mother's told me about
the crisis in Scotland.

I need to explain. No, there's no need.

I've already made my decision.

And it's final.

I have ordered 2,000 French
troops to sail to Scotland...

Francis!

... to defend your supporters.

- You can't!
- I have faith

that France can withstand

the temporary absence of troops

as well as the cost in gold to send them.

Let our enemies observe
this display of French power.

Why would you do this
after such a betrayal?

I said my decision was final.

Leave us, Mother.

I am grateful... but I have to ask

the same question. Why?

You mean why, when you
were about to leave France?

To turn your back on the country
that sheltered you as a child

and abandon the crown you were given?

And me, the husband you swore an oath to?

Yes.

Because my country made yours a promise,

that's why.

France and Scotland are allies.

We are both stronger when
we honor our promises.

Unlike your wife, you mean.

Make of that what you will,

but I have been given
a second chance at life,

and I intend to live it more wisely.

So the next time I'm staring
at death, I can have no regrets.

And do you regret marrying me?

I think you should leave.

Leave this room?

Or leave France?

That's up to you.

You got what you wanted...

your freedom, your country's salvation.

Just don't expect a fond farewell from me.

Or my trust.

Ever again.

Could the driver have taken a
longer way back to the castle?

And was there a single kingsguard errand

you left unfinished?

You should thank me for
giving you time to sober up.

I wanted my mother to
see me drunk, you idiot.

Claude. Hello, Leith.

Lady Kenna.

I was so sorry to hear about your brother.

But you must be so relieved
now that he's awake.

Awake? What are you on about?

Well, Francis.

He was so ill, and...

You didn't know.

How long was he ill?

He fell unconscious the
night before last, and...

Well, I'm sure someone
was supposed to tell you.

Just not me.

Please save your rage for after I leave.

You kept me away from the
castle purposely, didn't you?

So I didn't make a family
crisis worse than it already was.

Well, don't be so stoic.

This isn't a military tribunal.

Why do they treat me like a child?

Like a problem that needs to be managed.

You tell me.

I get into trouble.

I go for the wrong men.

I suppose you could argue

that I only want the
things that I can't have.

But I can change.

I mean, you're a promising fellow.

Except for the bit about
all the whores knowing you.

Uh...

Their madam and I are together.

So much for breaking a pattern.

Your Majesty.

Brother, I'm fine.

It was rather a miracle.

I was told to call for Charles,

but in the middle of the night,

Francis's condition
suddenly reversed itself.

Middle of the night, just like that.

Yes, a miracle.

Yes, I suppose it was.

Ships have set sail for Scotland.

Francis's troops.

But we won't be leaving
any time soon, will we?

I can't.

Not now, of course, but...

when Francis has fully recovered?

When I leave, I will weaken
him in the eyes of Europe,

just when he has weakened himself

by upholding the alliance
between France and Scotland.

I don't understand.

How long do you mean to remain?

Did he make this a condition of his order,

that you need to stay here in France?

No, he did not.

Then why are you doing this, Mary?

I love you, and you love me.

Our love will die here.

You must know that.

Please try to understand.

I'm not my own person in this.

I'm not just responsible to you or me.

I am responsible to two countries.

Do you think I've forgotten that, Mary?

I'm a prince with my own
people, my own responsibilities.

No, I don't suppose you did forget.

But maybe I did.

My feelings for you are so strong that...

I couldn't see past them at times.

And what do you see now?

An affair under your husband's
roof and nothing more?

It's all I can offer you.

I once told you that my
heart was all I had to give.

Is that not enough anymore?

Honestly, I don't know.

How is the king?

Resting.

I would like to stay for a while.

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