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- Previously on Reign...
- I need you, Nicholas.

- France?
- I've appointed you the new English ambassador.

How often do the queen of France

and the king of Navarre get to meet?

I am dying.

Charles will inherit my throne.

A young king needs a regent.

You want me to marry Charles.

I would be honored if you would agree

- to be my wife.
- The honor is mine.

Clearly we should have taken your head

when you last betrayed your son.

Now you've betrayed your nation

- by consorting with an enemy.
- Take her.

Don't think of crossing us again.

I want the king!

I hope you recognize, Charles,

how vital our commitment will
be to each other in the future.

- When we are married...
- You don't have to worry about that, Mary.

I know I'm young, and you
may assume I'm inexperienced,

but I promise I'll give you an heir.

Actually, I was talking

about the future of the alliance

between France and Scotland.

Oh. Well, um...

I only meant that an heir will
be important for the alliance.

Of course.

I love my brother.

He's protected me all my life,

and he loves you and...

and who knows, he may
live for a long while yet.

Charles, I don't quite
think you understand.

Is... is that Constance?

I invited her,

but I can't believe she came
all the way from Toulouse.

Constance!

You'll have to excuse me,
Mary. We'll talk later.

Seems he's rather enamored

with the Duke of Toulouse's daughter.

Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear.

- Constance...
- At least somebody else sees

I've got my work cut out for me.

Yes, he's very...

young.

Well, there is some good news.

Our military in Scotland

is close to claiming a
victory over the Protestants.

And what about Francis?

Is he feeling any better?

He hasn't left his room in days.

He doesn't want anyone to know he's ill.

He's desperate to handle his affairs

before word gets out.

The English Ambassador.

Sir Nicholas.

And how are you enjoying France?

I'm still waiting to be granted
an audience with the king.

King Francis has traveled
to the Cathedral in Reims

for a period of seclusion and prayer.

When he returns, you will
be the first received.

He's already sniffing around.

Oh... !

I thought Catherine was in
the infirmary because she fell.

That's what the servants thought

when they found her a few days ago,

but it turns out she's recovering

from self-inflicted wounds.

Self-inflicted how?

Catherine threw herself
against a door, repeatedly,

and then bit out a piece of her own cheek.

A servant found it this morning
whilst cleaning the dungeon.

Good God, even the rats wouldn't eat it.

She's demanding to see
Francis, and she's threatening

to do further harm to herself if refused.

Let me see my son, you bloodsucker!

Francis doesn't want to see you ever again.

So don't waste any more flesh.

You would keep me from my firstborn

in his final days?

What kind of a monster are you?

Monster?!

Catherine, take a look in the mirror.

You brought this on yourself.

Have you ever once considered

you are the cause of all of this tragedy?

You can't deny that your union
with Francis has been ill-fated.

His alliance with you
has cost us everything.

The war in Scotland will be over soon.

French troops will be returning home.

Don't be naive.

I've been to English court.
Their resources are vast.

Elizabeth's grudge is personal.

She can escalate this war indefinitely.

France cannot.

I am just as strong and
as stubborn as Elizabeth.

I will not live in fear of her.

I will marry Charles.

- Our union is our best hope...
- I am the best hope of a stable France,

of protecting my family.

As regent.

That's what you've always wanted.

Not just to sit on a throne, but to rule.

All I have ever wanted
was to protect my children.

Let me protect them while I still can.

Let me help him.

Francis doesn't want your help.

None of your children want your help.

You vampire bitch!

- Let me out of these restraints!
- Nurse?

Nurse!

Drag her back to her cell.

If she tries to bite anything else,

shove a bit in her mouth.

You actually went to see my mother?

What did she say?

Oh, the usual.

She should be regent,
I'm sucking France dry.

Prettiest vampire I've ever seen.

There are so many things
I wish we'd done together:

eating oranges freshly
plucked from the trees in Nice,

dancing under the stars at the Louvre.

Well, we were married there.

Ah. So many ceremonies,

so many nobles, and we barely got to dance.

We will do all those things.

We will.

- Brother.
- Francis.

You look like hell.

What are you still doing here?

Shouldn't you be looking for that killer...

Delphine? I hear that

her last two victims
had their hearts cut out.

I'm not certain Delphine is guilty

of those atrocities.

But she is a suspect.

My men are searching for her day and night.

In the meantime, I'm not leaving your side.

What is it then?

I know that look. It's the one
that you get before a fight.

King Antoine of Navarre

has requested permission to enter court.

- Antoine?
- Is he alone?

He's not here with an army,

and he's not here with his brother,

if that's what you're asking.

Condé's whereabouts are still unknown.

What is he doing here now?

Perhaps he's learned of my illness.

As a Bourbon, Antoine has the best claim

to the throne after Charles.

If he rallies his Protestant supporters,

he could replace Charles as king.

We don't know that's why he's here.

Francis.

Let me handle him.

Bash, I know that you blame him

for what happened with Kenna,

but you will not "handle"
the king of Navarre.

In fact, you'll stay well away from him.

Francis, please don't.

Antoine can't see you like this.

I'll find out why he's here.

I will talk to him.

Grant him entrance.

I can't accept this. It's too extravagant.

Not for me; I'm a princess.

Try it on.

- What, here?
- Don't be modest.

I want to see how it looks on you.

Oh, it's perfect!

I really do have an
abundance of good taste.

It feels good to share it with a commoner.

- I'm glad I entertain you.
- I mean it.

You lift my spirits.

It's been so difficult

- watching my brother get worse.
- Princess,

the king of Navarre.

Ugh, my work never ends.

Leith, I expect you to be wearing
that when we play cards tonight.

Greetings, Your Majesty.

I've been sent to welcome
you by the king and queen.

A meager royal reception,

but a lovely one.

Please, take me to them.

Are you going to just stand there?

There's royal luggage to unload.

Queen Mary.

- Where is the king?
- He does not wish to see you, Antoine.

He associates you with
your brother's treason.

I was never involved in Louis'
plans to seize the throne.

I come in peace.

Why?

To trade for my brother's life.

Louis has been captured by mercenaries

in the mountain village of Chamonix.

I'm willing to pay the
ransom, but his only path home

is a remote mountain pass controlled

by your king's forces.

I'm here to negotiate
for Louis' safe passage.

I will not let my brother
die in those mountains.

Condé is a traitor

and deserves to die in France.

You are asking that he live
his life in luxury in Navarre.

Why on earth should we grant him this?

Because I have something
to offer you in return.

I will convert to Catholicism,

and I will credit my conversion to you.

In doing so, any alliance
I have with England

will be destroyed.

If you want Condé to live,

it will cost you much more than that.

You will renounce your family's
claim to the French throne.

You can't be serious.

If you really love your brother,

and your intentions are
sincere, what's the issue?

Giving up my claim means
giving up my supporters,

the men who keep me in power.

France will keep you in
power, and Condé will live.

I will not even consider this
until I've spoken with Francis.

- As queen I can negotiate on his behalf.
- Have I been too subtle?

I have no interest in negotiating with you.

You are a dangerous and duplicitous woman,

and you destroyed my brother.

Why are you trying to blame
a woman for a man's choices?

It was Condé's decision
alone to start a revolution.

It was his love for you
that fueled his ambition.

You swore that you loved him,

that you'd spend your lives together,

and then you stabbed him in the gut

and threw him in a dungeon.

I think you've done enough, Mary.

I will only speak with the king.

How do I look?

Well, you look well enough.

Are you sure you're able
to negotiate in person?

If it means putting an
end to the Bourbon threat

and keeping you and
Charles safe after I'm gone,

I'll do anything.

Though I do hope Antoine is serious

about signing away his claim.

He is.

I know how much he cares about Condé.

And I've seen Antoine choose to
protect him time and time again.

What is it?

This feels like it did in the beginning:

like we can do anything together.

I'm ready.

Francis? Francis!

No, no, no, no, no.

Guards!

Guards!

- Francis...
- Francis, come on.

Take him upstairs before anyone sees him.

Quickly! Quickly!

He's gone.

And now you have nothing to fear...

except me.

If only that were true.

I'm still having nightmares about that rat

Catherine planted in my bath.

Catherine is locked away.

And even if she escaped,

- I'd protect you.
- Mmm.

Mmm...

So from now on,

you are only allowed to dream about me.

As you wish, Lord Narcisse.

Lola. Hmm?

I want something.

Well, whatever it is, the answer is yes.

I want to know what your plans are

when we can be together,

since Francis has forbidden our union.

Now I really want to know.

You just need to trust me and be patient.

Are you sure?

I have had years of experience
scheming and plotting.

Please, stop.

Ah... all right.

But I shall need...

something in return...

a sign of your good intentions.

Right here...

on this...

delicate little finger.

Lola...

when the time is right...

will you marry me?

To marry you is to defy my king,

to risk Catherine's wrath and
the judgment of my friends,

and yet...

you make me feel stronger
than I've ever felt before.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but...

yes... yes, I will marry you.

Someday...

I will. But for now,

we must keep it a secret.

For now.

Constance,

we had quite a time in Milan last summer.

It was brilliant.

Remember the party at
Lord Francesco's castle?

You and I drank so much wine.

If only it had just been you and I.

Sadly, your friends never seemed
to let you out of their sight.

Well...

my friends aren't here now.

What's happening at court tonight?

- Anything exciting?
- Tonight?

We'll have after-dinner festivities.

The King of Navarre will be attending.

- Dreadfully boring.
- I know.

It'll be terrible.

But I can find something exciting.

Hmm. I'll leave it up to you then.

The drug's powers are
miraculous, Your Majesty.

Opium will relieve your pain for
hours and even bring euphoria.

Thank you. But I've heard
the drug can be unpredictable

and dangerously abused.

Hm.

I only have one chance with Antoine.

I need my mind to be sharp.

I can do this.

I just need rest. Well,

in case you reconsider.

Francis,

do I have to attend
the festivities tonight?

It would be good to have you there.

It's... it's just I have already
promised the Duke of Toulouse

I'd play cards with him tonight.

It would be rude of me to cancel.

He's a very important man.

Well, if you finish in
time, come and join us.

I'll do my best.

Though I expect our
game to run rather late.

Are you sure you can do this, Francis?

Mary told me about what
happened on the stairs.

You must be in so much pain.

I appreciate your concern,

though I do wonder if it's genuine.

- What?
- Since my mother lost her power,

I have inherited her network of spies.

One of them saw you leaving

Narcisse's chambers this morning.

So it's true.

After I forbade Narcisse from courting you.

- Francis, I'm in love with him.
- For what,

his honesty? His loyalty
to his king and crown?

I'm not a fool.

I know he's done awful things.

But there are other sides to him
that you don't see. There is...

goodness in him, kindness.

He makes me happy.

So you're going to
marry him after I'm dead.

That's what you're trying
to tell me, in so many words.

Lola, you're not the
first person to tell me

that I can't control things after I'm gone.

So I am asking you,

not as your king but as John's father...

... please don't marry him.

When I'm gone, John won't remember me.

He'll never feel my love.

He needs a man in his life

to protect him, to guide him,
to show him right from wrong.

Narcisse is not that man.

I understand. And...

I will consider your wishes, I promise.

Francis, it's time.

You're quite enchanting, aren't you?

Tell me, have you seen the king?

Oh, I don't think he's arrived yet.

Here's our chance.

The seat beside him is empty.

Musicians!

Dancing music for the king and queen!

Francis, we don't have
to. I'll make an excuse.

No. I want to dance with you.

Can you do this?

If we're here to put on a show,

what better way than this?

You're leading.

Just keep your eyes on me.

Stay with me. Stay with me.

What is it?

You'll have to excuse me.

Let's slip away from here.

I want to feel your skin against mine.

Francis knows.

That is a problem.

We'll find a solution.

Stephan, I can't do this.

What do you mean?

It's strange.

So long I've resented that
my life belonged to a king.

But now I realize my life
really belongs to my son.

I have to think about what's best for him.

I'm not sure that's you.

I have raised children of my own, you know.

Some of them turned out quite well.

I swear that

I will help you and Francis
raise your son with honor.

Do you doubt me?

As long as Francis has doubts, so will I.

I had them clear out this room just for us.

Do you like it?

It's just like the wine cellar in Tuscany.

We had quite a night, didn't we?

Until you went off with Lorenzo.

So, what do you want to do?

Um...

Is that what I think it is?

Charles!

I've never actually tried it before.

Shall we smoke it?

No need, darling.

To us.

That's all?

Mmm.

Have some of me then.

Constance, are you all right?

Constance! Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Constance, please, you have to wake up!

- What do you mean she might be dead?
- How am I to know?

- Haven't you smoked it before?
- That's why you came to me?

What do you expect me to do?

Constance's father's a duke.

If she dies here in the castle...

God, I wish Mother were here.

She manages tragedy with ruthless clarity.

Actually, there...

there is someone who
shares mother's talents...

- I will not help you with this.
- Why not?

- You have to.
- The king mistrusts me enough as it is.

I can't get involved in hiding
the death of a noble girl.

She is actually dead, isn't she?

Her eyes rolled back in her head.

- What is it?
- She's still breathing.

Barely, but she's alive.

How long has she been like this?

I'm not sure. Ten minutes?

Charles, fetch me a bucket of water.

You want me, the Dauphin,
to get you a bucket of water?

You want to save her life,

then we need to flush the drug

from her body before her heart stops.

Now fetch me that bucket!

- And some kind of tube.
- A tube?

Your Majesty, you received my invitation.

What was so urgent?

I've learned of your
negotiations with the Valois.

So disappointing after

the wrongs they've done
to your noble family.

You have a counteroffer?

Don't sign away your
claim to the French throne

and England will make it worth your while

with gold and military support.

And if France retaliates
against my country?

They won't. They can't afford it.

I came here to save my brother's life.

With the roads under French control,

he can't get back into Navarre.

If I don't sign away my claim,

he will die.

Condé is an anchor around your neck.

Let him go.

You are a king.

Of a small nation, to be sure.

Which is why you, more than your brother,

want the French throne.

And you can have it,

with England behind you
to make good on your claim

when the opportunity presents itself.

France could one day be yours.

We'll need a decision before dawn.

Where the hell is Antoine?

He asked to negotiate with me in person

and then, suddenly, he just disappears?

Apparently he received a
message and then he rushed off.

- A message from who?
- I don't know.

Greer had one of her girls watching him,

but unfortunately the
poor thing can't read.

Antoine was willing to
negotiate with me, so...

something in that message changed his mind.

I'll find out what happened.

Talk to the rest of your
ladies who were on duty tonight.

Find out if anyone knows
what Antoine has been up to

since he left the festivities.

You needn't bother.

Sebastian.

I know you ordered me to
stay away from Antoine.

You've been following him.

Yes. And I saw him take a
private meeting with Nicholas.

The English ambassador.

I was too far away to
hear their conversation,

but I think we can assume that England

made an offer that Antoine couldn't refuse.

Then we have to force
England to rescind that offer.

And how will you manage that?

You said that you could
still help your children.

Now it's time for you to prove it.

You must be Nicholas.

How did you get in here?

I'm Catherine de Medici,
Queen Mother of France.

Maybe you've heard of me.

I heard you were locked away

in the dungeons by your own son.

And I heard that you made an
offer to the king of Navarre.

You will withdraw it immediately.

I know Elizabeth likes
having a friend in Navarre

with a claim to our throne.

A king who could one day take over France.

I will never let that happen.

And Elizabeth will never give up Navarre.

Yes, she will.

Because I have something to trade:

my silence.

I was at English court when Elizabeth

sanctioned a conspiracy against Mary.

And I can tell the whole world

how your Virgin Queen
and I conspired together,

with her lover Dudley panting in the wings.

That would be disastrous for her.

She's gone to a great deal
of trouble to cover it all up.

By accusing her, you'd implicate
yourself as a traitor to France.

Your own son would be forced
to execute you for treason.

You don't know me, Englishman.

I don't have much to live for these days.

But I can still die for my children.

Withdraw your offer,

or I will burn Elizabeth's
name to the ground.

Open her mouth, hold the tube in place.

Not you.

- Charles.
- Why me?

Because you are responsible for this.

She took something you gave
her because she trusted you,

so now you're gonna make this right.

Now put the tube in her mouth!

I need a funnel.

Are you sure you know what you're doing?

It's been years since I found
myself in an opium den, but...

- But you've done this before?
- Never.

Claude, the funnel. Hold it steady.

Keep the tube all the way
down until I give word.

Narcisse.

Not yet.

Is this supposed to happen?

- I think she's dying!
- Hold it.

Now. Pull it out now.

Constance.

Are you all right?

Good.

There, there.

You're fine.

Here, Charles. Come on.

Get her cleaned up and
back to her chambers.

You may not be king,

but your actions reflect on Francis,

and he has the weight of thousands
of lives, just like this one,

on his shoulders.

Be wiser next time.

That girl is alive because
of your quick thinking.

Well done.

Leith, you'll never believe...

Claude! Uh, w... what are you doing here?

- Alexandra?
- Dear Lord!

Claude!

Claude, wait!

- Wait!
- What?

Uh...

- I'm sorry that you had to see that.
- Don't apologize.

I should have knocked.

I don't understand this.

I thought you were heartbroken over Greer.

When did you decide to take
up with one of my ladies?

- Recently.
- How recently?

And why her?

It's very confusing being your friend,

so instead of doing
something foolish, I did this.

What do you mean, something foolish?

Something with me?

I fell in love with a woman
above my station before.

It was torture. I'll never
make that mistake again.

You thought you might fall in love with me?

- No, I thought that this cannot happen.
- Fine, fine, fine.

Could you just

repeat the part about realizing
you had feelings for me?

You wanted to see me, Your Majesty?

You don't look well.

- Are you feeling all right?
- I've been fasting.

I was just in Reims for
seclusion and prayer.

I know what happened with Charles.

- King Francis, if I may...
- You may not.

Not a word.

Charles came to me
because he made a mistake

and felt terrible about it.

That is quite a change.

I've been trying to get through to him

for weeks and somehow you reached him.

You challenged him to take
responsibility, and he listened.

I'm confused about the
nature of this conversation.

Lola tried to convince me
that there was more to you

than treachery and greed.

I didn't want to hear it.

But the measure of a man is what
he does when no one is looking.

Perhaps you still have
some honor to impart.

Are you offering me your gratitude?

I'm offering you my blessing with Lola.

- To court her?
- To marry her.

As long as you do so quickly.

In the interest of Lola's reputation.

Gossip is already spreading
about the two of you,

and I will not have Lola mistaken

- for another one of your conquests.
- No. Uh...

I will attend, of course. To
publicly sanction this union.

Francis. Mary needs
you. She's found Antoine.

Antoine.

Thought you'd retired for the evening.

My apologies, cousin.

We know you're here to meet
Nicholas. He's not coming.

You no longer have an
alliance with England.

Only one path remains.

Sign away your claim
to my throne, right now,

and I will make sure that
your brother comes home alive.

I give you my assurance as king,

France will protect you.

- King Francis...
- Francis?

I'm all right.

No you're not, you're sick.

That's why you've barely been at
court. They've been hiding you away.

Sign it.

You're in such a rush
for me to sign tonight.

It's not because you're ill. Are you dying?

- Francis is recovering.
- Enough!

I can't be expected to sign away my claim

- to a dying king.
- It's true.

I'm dying.

But a dying king is capable of anything.

Antoine, I could kill you...

right here... I could march
on Navarre and crush it.

Are you threatening me with war?

Now, your father was a tyrant and a brute,

but you're not that kind of king.

It's not in your nature.

I'm going back to Navarre.

My God.

When I die,

Mary and Charles will rule

and you will not rise against them.

Have you gone mad?

You misjudged me, Antoine.

I'm my father's son.

Sign away your claim

or I will gather my forces at your borders,

ransack your cities, pillage
your gold... I don't care

if I have to run France into the ground,

I will take your country.

Mary, convince your husband to see sense.

Remember why you came here...

to save your brother,
to protect your family.

Sign, please, before you lose everything.

I will abdicate my claim.

Charles will rule.

- Another attack?
- A young peasant woman in the narrows.

Stabbed in the chest.

The woman's heart...

was it removed like the others?

No, my lord. She survived.

Neighbors heard her
scream and rushed outside.

The killer had already fled.

But we have a surviving witness.

She's in a peasant house
in the village, unconscious.

Shall I stand guard until she wakes?

I need to know what this
woman saw. I'll go myself.

I know Charles's behavior concerns you.

Let me think.

He's lied to our faces,

stolen opium, and endangered
the life of a young girl.

Yes.

Let's talk about it after the wedding.

Ambassador.

Surprised to see you here after
your dealings with Navarre.

I was only doing my job...

protecting Elizabeth's interests.

No, I would call it spying.

All diplomats are spies.

We trade in information.
Your health, for example.

My condolences, King Francis.

What do you want?

Is Elizabeth also sending her condolences?

No, she's sending 6,000
peacekeepers into Scotland.

"Peacekeepers"?

Is that what she's
calling her soldiers now?

It has a pleasant,
nonaggressive ring to it,

but they will crush your supporters

and your French forces nonetheless.

This is an act of war.

We will not bow to the English,
not in France or in Scotland.

Tell your queen

that I will fight for Scotland

until my last breath.

I will not abandon your
country, Mary, I promise.

We can't afford to keep on fighting.

We don't have the soldiers,
we don't have the gold.

Catherine was right about Elizabeth.

She'll never retreat.

I...

You haven't lost me yet.

I'm still here,

at your side.

Mary, what are you doing up here?

Come back to the celebration.

I can't marry Charles.

I... I know that you're worried about him,

worried that France can't
sustain a prolonged war, but...

- the alliance...
- The alliance is not

what has protected
Scotland all these years.

It's you.

It's your love for me.

When you threatened Antoine with war,

I could see it in your eyes, you meant it.

There is nothing you wouldn't do for me.

How can I expect the same of Charles?

We don't know what kind of king he'll be,

what kind of man.

He won't be you, Francis.

He won't have your heart...

he won't have to take
care of his own country.

And France is weakening with its king.

And when you die...

The alliance will die with me.

If you don't marry
Charles, what will you do?

Intelligence from Spain.

Prince Don Carlos is their
next king, and according

to this message, he has begun
secretly looking for a wife.

Ah.

Spain has the strongest navy in the world.

It could protect Scotland.

I hate talking like
this, thinking like this.

It's all right.

I just need to make sure that the ones
that I love are safe after I'm gone.

If you leave France, someone else
will have to watch over Charles.

Yes.

Someone devoted to the Valois line.

Someone who will protect
your family and your country,

no matter the cost to themselves.

No.

How could you even consider her?

She just blackmailed Elizabeth,

and offered up her life

to be sure the Bourbons never
threaten her children again.

If England had called her
bluff, she would have died.

She's been a danger to
you one too many times.

She saw me as a threat to her sons.

But when I lose you

and leave France, I won't be anymore.

She will protect your family.

She'll keep them safe.

It's all right.

You're safe now.

- Who did this to you?
- Was it the witch? Was it Delphine?

I... I... don't know who it was.

I couldn't see his face in the dark.

- His face?
- He tried to cut me open.

He tried to take my heart.

I'll call off the search for Delphine.

No. Keep looking for her.

Knock on every door in every village.

- I don't understand.
- Delphine predicted that evil

would strike the castle, then the village.

The young people I found in the
boat both worked in the castle.

This woman works here in the village.

If we find Delphine, we might be able

to stop the killer before he strikes again.

Thank you, Francis,
for granting my release.

You have Mary to thank for that.

She called off the engagement with Charles

for the sake of both our countries.

She suggested I reconsider you.

She does have her moments, doesn't she?

Promise me.

I'll look after her.

I will look after everyone.

I promise you.

I know I've done terrible things.

I'm sorry I wasn't the mother
that you wanted me to be.

I did my best.

I know.

In your own way.

I must rest now.

I appreciate all that you've done for me.

Catherine...

Don Carlos of Spain.

It was your spies that got that
information to me, wasn't it,

so I could make a new alliance?

I knew you couldn't
leave France empty-handed.

Is there anything I can bring you?

I've sent for oranges
from the trees in Nice.

They'll be arriving tomorrow morning.

I don't care about any of that anymore.

I just want more time with you.

Did my wife enjoy her wedding day?

Mm.

Congratulations to you both.

Catherine.

How was the ceremony?

I wouldn't know, as you seem
to have forgotten my invitation.

What are you doing here?

Well, this might seem a bit awkward,

but my son has asked me back into his life.

So here I am.

Back in your lives, too.

May they be long and healthy.

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