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I here present unto you, Queen Elizabeth, your undoubted queen. I know
that you do not like me, and that you plot against the king.
You shall have your moment in the light.
We are close to the throne.
The bad queen calls herself Margaret of Anjou, and she tried to spear father
with a roasting spit.
And her son, the Prince of Ice.
He cut off two men's heads when he was only seven years old.
Jasper and I are one in all things.
Not all, Margaret. You're not married to Jasper Tudor. You are married to me. I
have to go.
You must live with your mother now, boy.
You must keep her safe for me.
I'm with a child again, and this time I'm sure it's a boy.
Now we'll sail to Calais and raise an army.
But we're at war with so-called King Edward.
Father, I cannot sail.
Izzy is afraid, father. Come on!
Warwick and George are sailing for Calais. We must act, mother.
Honey!
It was a boy.
I'm sorry for your loss.
It is your fault.
Queen Elizabeth is with child again.
We must have a son before she does.
Elizabeth, what happened?
Leave me. Leave me, please.
I said leave me!
I'm sorry, Mother.
That child.
Poor child.
These things happen.
Terrible and tragic though it may be, the baby came too soon.
Storm could not have held what little chance he had.
Yes, but you weren't to know that Isabel was on board that ship.
Or that Warwick would force her to set sail. He is the one who gambled with his
own grandchild's life.
And he lost.
Now he has nothing.
He is desperate and destitute.
Indeed he is. He has never been more dangerous.
We would be fools to think the worst is over.
Is he?
Ruined.
Everything's ruined.
No, it looks worse than it is. We can manage until we return home.
Home?
You think we're going back to England?
Of course.
Anne, don't be such an idiot.
We will never see England again. We are exiles now.
Like the bird queen.
We are not like her. We are nothing like her.
Father promised he would put Georgia on the throne, and he will.
And then you shall be Queen of England. If it weren't for Father's plotting, I'd
be cradling my son in my arms now.
But I am all alone.
You are not alone.
You have me, and I will never leave you, I promise.
We'll always have each other.
Jasper was right. You are an expert soldier.
Taught me well.
Ready, my love?
Yes.
I'm fine, Mother. You're hurt.
It's just a scratch, that's all.
Ready? No, no, no. No more of this today.
It's bleeding at my scar.
Uncle Jasper says soldiers should wear their scars with pride.
Sit by me, I will get into it. Mother! What?
If you think me so fragile, then perhaps this is a blessing that I will never
become king.
What do you mean you will never become king?
You doubt your destiny?
What's this about, Warwick? Where have you been?
Making arrangements.
What arrangements?
Are we going home, Father?
Yes. But not just yet.
You are to be married first, Anne.
Married?
I was not consulted.
There wasn't enough time.
To whom?
Richard. My brother.
No, of course not.
Who then?
Prince Edward of Lancaster.
Bad Queen's son.
You mustn't say that anymore.
Margaret of Ornishue is our enemy. Our greatest enemy. She hates us.
If this goes according to plan, she will be your mother-in-law. I don't
understand what you're trying to do. How can this possibly help us? George, I
know that this is hard for you, but we have to do what we set out to do. We
came here to raise an army. No, we came here to make me king. I have tried it.
Twice.
But now that you have lost your son, you have no heir, and men will not fight for
you. They think that God has ruled against you.
I lost my son because of you.
And if I could still make you king, I would.
But it cannot be done.
The only way that we can raise an army big enough to defeat your brother Edward
now is if we join with Lancaster. Now, I have spoken with King Louis, and he has
agreed he will support us if we make terms with Margaret of Anjou.
Have you completely lost your mind? Why would she make terms with us? There's
nothing in it for her.
There is.
Her husband Henry back on the throne of England. Her son and my daughter Anne to
follow him when he dies.
You're telling me that everything I've done turned against my brother, my own
house. Everything I've suffered has been to restore the very lunatic we started
all this to topple.
It's the only way, George. The only way to what?
That evil bitch hacked my father's head off.
No, there's one other way.
Do it if you want to, George.
But think before you do. You cannot go back to England. You have betrayed your
king. Kill me, and you have no one.
He could not make you king. Join with me in France and Anjou, and I'll see to it
you have every title you can wish for and riches beyond your dreams.
It's the best that anyone can offer you.
No.
It's the best that you can offer me.
And Anne will be queen.
She'll need a new gown.
Margaret Vonjew has requested I bring Anne with me to meet her.
Mother, you must speak to him.
What does this mean, Mother?
How could he do this?
Edward of Lancaster is a monster. I will not marry him. Anne, what we want, what
we need is of no importance.
The sooner you understand that and realize that your fate will always be in
the hands of others, the better.
You were just one tiny piece in a much, much bigger picture.
So monster or not, you must marry him. You heard your father.
It is our only hope.
Allow me.
Sir Henry.
What is it? Come in, Sir Reginald.
Men are inside the walls.
I fear the castle may be under threat.
We must defend ourselves.
With what? We've no men, no weapons.
What are we to do?
Stay here.
Go inside my room once. It's not safe.
Sir William Herbert.
Sir Henry.
I demand you hand over the traitor Jasper Tudor immediately.
He is fled, sir.
You have my word of honour.
Jasper Tudor is not in the castle nor nearby, so I'm afraid you've had a
wasted journey.
No, I have not.
I'm sorry, Sir Henry.
I have been granted Pembroke and the command of Wales.
No!
Do not involve yourself in this, Margaret.
Do not involve myself?
Pembroke Castle belongs to my son.
I'm afraid that is no longer true, Lady Margaret.
What does it say?
Bray will show you to this tables.
Men.
Why are you like this?
Oh, quiet, Margaret. Do something.
For once.
Do something.
Just the word.
It's not only your son who pines for that man, I think.
Have the guest rooms prepared.
Though I suppose we are the guests now.
I have always known I would see you on your knees again, Lord Warwick.
Your Grace, ever since I was a boy, I have felt driven by a need
to do what is right by... Seizing my husband's throne, capturing and
imprisoning him, as though he were a criminal, driving me and my son, the
future King of England, into hiding all these things you judge to be right for
our country.
Been so blind to the true motives of those around me. You're too trusting,
Warwick. I've long thought it.
Your Grace, I now know what I always should have, that God put Henry on the
throne and put you beside him.
This epiphany is certainly conveniently timed.
You may remain where you are.
This is a fragment of the true cross.
It is stained with the blood and tears of our Lord Jesus Christ.
Lay your hand on it and let me hear you swear again.
I, Richard Neville, Earl of Warwick, swear to be your loyal and faithful
servant from this day until the day I die.
I accept your service.
Now let me see the girl.
So, you are to marry my son.
Come here.
You don't give us much to work with, does she, Edward?
She'll have to do, I suppose.
Ten. Plain little thing indeed.
She is obedient, Your Grace.
Oh, well.
At least she will be easily managed.
Unlike the imposter Queen Elizabeth, another troublesome woman, Warwick. She
is not a woman. She is a witch.
Then why is she sitting on my throne?
Not for much longer.
But you must send your armies now to England.
Edward will soon hear of our alliance if he hasn't already.
We mustn't get in time to prepare for an attack.
Allow me to make certain things clear.
Until this marriage takes place, I must and will do nothing.
And since they are cousins, I intend to wait for the papal dispensation.
That could take months. I must sail immediately.
But of course you must.
You must restore my husband to the throne.
Alone.
You have just sworn allegiance to me.
And this is your chance to prove it.
Go to England, raise your army, put my husband on his throne again, be the
kingmaker once more. And when you have done that, when you have secured London,
I will follow to secure the rest of the country.
And between us, we will crush Edward for good.
You do believe I will keep my word, don't you, Lord Warwick?
Of course.
Oh, can I offer you a word of advice?
To fight an infestation, you must scorch the nest.
When you reach England, deal with that imposter Queen Elizabeth.
She has a son.
She will be more damaging to my cause than all of Edward's armies.
Your Grace.
Edward. I'm sorry, I must wait.
It seems that Warwick has stumbled from his shipwreck straight into the arms of
Margaret of Anjou.
They're planning to form an alliance.
You must read this.
It's from my cousin in Burgundy.
Anne Neville is to marry Edward of Lancaster.
It's true.
How can he think to give his own daughter over to that monster?
After all that we have endured at this woman's hand.
George can have nothing to gain from this.
He hates me so much. Richard, is that it?
He is driven by his hatred of me. George is driven by his own ambition and greed.
He would fight against me with the very woman who tore our father apart.
Warwick will use Anne to bind them together.
Then restore Henry to the throne. It was Warwick who lit a fire in me.
Taught me to fight, to win, to drag her down and punish her for what she did,
for what she did to all of us, and now he stands with her!
Did none of it matter?
Warwick does not know loyalty, and George will soon see this.
George can't be pleased with this new set of circumstances.
I'll wager he didn't even see them coming, Elizabeth.
Margaret of Anjou and Warwick.
Holding one of them off is difficult, but both together?
My God. That is a deadly alliance.
Then we must weaken it.
I
believe
the Queen wishes to speak to you alone, Duchess.
Then the Queen will have a long wait It's about your son
George's betrayal You are aware that he's joined forces with Margaret of
Anjou
You may speak freely in the presence of Lady Sutcliffe.
We have no secrets.
So let's dispense with the pleasantries and get straight to the purpose of your
visit. And this disgusting rumour that you are spreading about my son. It is
not a rumour. You've always been determined to paint him as a villain.
He managed that well enough himself.
I know this is difficult for you to hear, but you should understand.
No, you should understand.
He was barely 11 years old when his father died at the she-devil's hand.
Have you any idea?
Indeed we do.
I lost my own husband and my son in a similarly brutal and senseless manner.
Are we to measure our pain against each other?
Are we to compete over who's suffered more?
We seek only to prevent further suffering taking place. You're not
lying.
Speak to the king.
He'll tell you himself.
Warwick and George plan to restore Henry to the throne.
And when they are defeated, Edward will be forced to execute his own brother.
And George will die with a red rose at his collar.
Even if Warwick were to win, George would still gain nothing by it.
Warwick is to marry his daughter Anne to Margaret of Anjou's son, Edward of
Lancaster.
He will naturally inherit the crown.
George will never be king.
Duchess, it's all been for nothing.
He must feel quite lost.
And with everything that has passed, he must feel he has no other choice.
But you... You think he does.
But Edward would welcome him back, and that's the real tragedy.
If only George knew.
Is it beneath you?
Get up, get dressed.
You have a use for me.
I have only ever wanted your kin.
But we are out of options.
I need Louis to believe that we can hold the throne.
Would you be disloyal to me as your brother has been?
Aren't you a better man than Edward?
If you are to restore Lancaster to the throne, you will need York's support to
keep it, and I am still a son of York.
That is why we have to be united.
And keeping your wife's bed warm would fit you better. I still have need of a
grandson.
And you, an heir.
We will leave in the morning. There's no hurry, really.
I understand how difficult all this must be.
You'll be sorry to lose Pembroke, I'm sure.
It must happen.
It was not my husband's home, it was mine.
But the loss won't be for long.
The House of York are destroying themselves and they will continue to do
so. It's God's will.
Margaret, really?
I have stepped over the bodies of dying men as they cry out for their mother.
Some of them not much older than young Henry there. How can that possibly be
the will of God, Lady Margaret?
He has set you against each other because he stole the throne.
Soon you will lose.
King Henry will be restored.
My son will return here.
to his castle, to his home.
Lady Margaret, he will have no need to return.
I'm sorry.
Henry won't be leaving with you.
What did you say?
He has been placed under my guardianship.
On whose orders? I am instructed by the House of York.
She ordered this. Do you speak of the Queen? I speak of that witch. That is
treason. I suggest you silence your wife, Sir Henry.
Please stay calm, Margaret.
It will be no hardship, Mother.
You are my son.
He will stay with me. He will not.
And you may blame only yourself for that.
The incitement of your kinsman Richard Wells in the uprising was a grave
mistake. This is how I am to be punished.
A grave mistake on your part. This is how I am to be taught my lesson.
He is to be taken from me as though he were a doll and I were a little girl.
He is my son.
He is my son!
Enough, Mother!
Mother, that's enough!
Surely, sir, this is a little extreme. I am under orders.
It has been decided.
Your wife has been deemed a traitor to the King of England. Of course she
cannot raise her son in her own belief.
There will be no change of heart on the matter, I assure you.
Lady Isabel, Lady Anne.
You have a visitor.
Lady Sutcliffe.
Please do not call out.
I only wish to speak with you.
Why? What do you want?
I have a message for your husband, Lady Isabel.
I cannot go to him. It is too dangerous.
Please, I can't stay long. Permit me to speak with you.
You may speak with us both.
I have come at the request of your mother-in-law, the Duchess Cecily.
You have nothing to fear.
The Duchess simply would like George to know that should he wish to return to
England, he can.
His brother, King Edward, will gladly receive him and will restore him to
favour.
Come home?
Yes.
It is good news, is it not?
The Duchess also asked me to tell you that she grieved the loss of her poor
grandson.
She was appalled to hear of your ordeal.
You should be at home now, surrounded by your friends and those who love you.
I would like to go home.
You can't, Izzy. You know you can't. I must leave.
You will pass this message to your husband.
You think George will accept?
No, he wouldn't.
But if he does, and your marriage to Edward of Lancaster goes ahead, then we
will be on opposing sides, Anne.
I cannot bear to leave you.
And I should be sorry to see you go, Mother.
I will look after him, Lady Margaret.
My boy Thomas is just two years younger.
I'm sure they'll be great friends.
I promise I will treat your son as though he were my own.
You are nobody's son but mine.
Remember who you are. You are with the enemy now. Bend the knee, but think
always of the sword.
God will protect you, because you are Henry Tudor, and one day you will be
king of England.
I'll send for you as soon as it's safe.
My lord.
Let us pray Anjou does not play you false.
Do you doubt me, George?
We are sailing and she is not.
The risk seems all ours.
Reaching England before Edward turns the whole country against us is in
everyone's interest.
This is your cause now.
Perhaps.
But as you are so fond of reminding me, I have no choice, Warwick.
Goodbye, husband.
I must pray that your wedding takes place quickly. Play your part.
Please your husband and your new queen.
Yes, father.
And Warwick has sailed, you're sure?
We believe he will land in the north soon.
It may only be a matter of days.
I have ordered Richard's army to meet up with me outside London immediately.
I am told Margaret of Anjou plans to follow Warwick and land in the south. If
that is the case, I must act quickly.
I must crush Warwick in the north and turn back to defend London.
And told by whom?
I have heard word from George.
He says that he will land with Warwick's invading army, that as soon as we face
each other in battle, he will abandon Warwick and fight by my side.
Do you believe him?
I don't know.
For God, I want to. He's still my brother, Elizabeth.
No.
No, Thomas, you are not to take my boys.
Edward.
We have to fight, Mother. No. You will not dissuade them.
I will keep them safe, my love.
But I must know that you are safe, too.
Take the girls to the royal rooms in the tower.
Prepare for the baby there.
Go to the tower, Elizabeth.
I will come to you as soon as I can.
When?
When I have won.
Agreed.
Mother,
George has contacted Edward.
He wants to return to him.
Sit. That's good.
In war, men fight with sword, cannon.
We women, we find our own weapons.
Nothing from Henry, Margaret.
He's been experiencing a lot lately.
He'll be... Busy with more important matters.
Adjusting.
I now spend my days waiting for a letter from my own son.
When I was a girl, I thought I was destined for greatness.
What type of greatness?
Sainthood.
I wanted to join a convent and then become a saint.
You know, it was the other way around for me.
My father wanted me to join the church. I wasn't very keen, so I told him I was
possessed.
You wanted to be a saint, I wanted to be a sinner.
What is it?
Do you think?
Even if we avoid sin ourselves, that we are punished for the sins of others.
For the sins of our parents.
What if we are? Henry is safe.
You are the most pious woman I have ever known.
I'm not speaking of Henry.
Then who?
My father committed a great sin.
He thought he could plague God.
He hanged himself.
And do you think you'll be punished for that?
I already have been. I've had my son taken away from me.
God is not punishing you for his sins.
I wish I could believe that.
Omar.
We don't need to wait for a letter from Henry.
I will take you to him.
What are you doing?
She has been sent for.
You are leaving for England?
Tonight?
I need Izzy with me.
Your father wants Isabel close to George. He doesn't trust him.
I am to be his spy.
No, you cannot take Izzy away. We can't be parted. I can't do this without her.
Please, Mother.
We need to make this work, Anne.
You must do as your father says.
Mother, I beg you.
Do you think I married for love? No, it was an agreement, a contract.
Just like this.
And I was very scared too, Anne.
I was terrified.
But I knew it was my duty.
And I knew that it would make my family, the people I loved, happy.
It was my purpose.
And now it is your purpose.
You will grow to like him.
And one day he will be the king.
Remember that. It will help.
Henry!
Henry!
Mother? Lord Stafford, Lady Margaret. Where are you taking him? Warwick is out
for England.
I've been ordered to join King Edward's army and march north where we will fend
off the attack.
Henry cannot fight for York. I have been instructed to take him with me. You
cannot do this. Sir William is his guardian now. He must be obeyed. I'm
sorry, Lady Margaret. Please, Sir William, you don't understand.
He is Henry Tudor. He cannot fight for York. It is against God's will. It will
make him angry. You will make God angry. We must go. For your own sake, don't do
this. Goodbye, Mother.
I am being punished.
I am.
Who's there?
It's us, Mother. It's Thomas and Richard.
Where's my husband?
He's safe, Mother.
Something's wrong.
Warwick did not land in the north, as the King had thought.
We were barely outside London when he took us by surprise.
The King escaped to Flanders with his brother Richard and Uncle Anthony.
Oh, my God.
What of George? Did he rejoin Edward? We weren't ready to fight.
We had to flee so quickly that there was no battle.
We still don't know where George's loyalties lie.
Is Edward still king?
I'm no longer queen.
I'm a Santa Crafter for my mother at once.
But is that what have you heard?
Warwick has already ordered our Lady Grandmother's arrest.
His men came to Grafton and took her away.
Arrest?
On what charge?
Witchcraft.
Yes.
You sent for me, Your Grace?
Your father has landed in England.
And Edward has fled.
My Henry will be king again.
Good news at last. Yes.
And the dispensation has come.
You are to be married immediately.
Now it all begins.
Anne Neville.
Isn't it extraordinary?
Once you were my greatest enemy's daughter.
And now... you are to marry my son.
Jaquetta was right.
Fortune's wheel will never stop turning.
Quickly, boys.
He will come for me now.
What's happening, Mother?
I'm certain of it. We don't have much time. Richard?
The imposter Edward is glad.
Open your gates in the name of King Henry.
Mother, he's already here.
This way, quickly.
This way, Your Grace. We'll leave the gate at the... Thank you.
We'll not forget this.
My God, hurry!
Where is she?
Gone to seek sanctuary.
Westminster Abbey's her only hope.
She has no friends.
No one to protect her.
Then she's safe, is she not?
Or would you break sanctuary as easily as you break your word, Warwick?
She's safe.
As long as she stays there.
And none of this has been easy.
Lords, welcome.
I've called this court because I seek to prove that the marriage of
King Edward of York to Queen Elizabeth was an unlawful one.
I seek to prove it was not, in fact, a marriage, but an enchantment, or about a
sorcery and witchcraft practiced by this woman, the
Queen's own mother.
This man, my lords, is Mr James Friars.
Mr Friars, how do you know the woman on trial today?
I was good friends with her son, Anthony Rivers.
I've never seen this man before in my life.
And you've been to her house at Grafton?
Many times.
And were you there the week after her secret wedding to Edward of York?
I was.
Can you tell us what you found on the grounds of Grafton that day?
When I was leaving, when I was mounting my horse.
I noticed that he, the horse, was kicking at something in the dirt, so I
had a look and found there was something buried there.
What?
Two dolls.
They were very small, made of lead.
One was a woman, the other a man.
They were bound up with wire.
This is what you found?
That's right.
Two figures, made of lead.
Bound.
in devilish union with wire.
Do you deny it?
Of course I do.
Thank you, sir.
If a witch is capable of the darkest and most evil deeds,
If a witch will do anything to see their own needs met, regardless of the pain
and suffering that they cause others, then indeed there is a witch in this
room, Lord Warwick.
But it is not me.
This is your only defense.
I would also like to call a witness to attest to my character.
Then name.
Margaret of Anjou, your anointed queen.
What did you say?
I think you heard me.
I escorted Margaret to England for her wedding when she was just 15.
I carried her train at her coronation.
I was by her side when she gave birth to her son.
Was her dearest friend And if any harm comes to me it will be
your head she spikes on the city walls I can promise you that
In nomine Padre, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto, sicut erat in
principio, et nunc et semper, et in saecula saeculorum.
Husband, quickly, come and see who is here.
Been travelling for days.
Tell him.
When Sir William and I met the York Army outside London, Warwick had already
ambushed them.
Edward was forced to flee.
Where is Sir William now?
Warwick's men, they dragged him from his horse.
And then he, Warwick himself, appeared.
As if from nowhere.
They held Sir William down. One of them was gripping his head tightly. He
begged, and he pleaded, but they did not listen.
And then Warwick raised his sword.
Oh, my God.
He took hold of me. I was certain I would be next.
But they dragged me towards Warwick's bloody sword.
I found myself crying out, I am Henry Tudor.
I am Henry Tudor!
Warwick immediately lowered his weapon and told them to release me.
Your name saved you.
Your name.
Yes.
Yes, you were right.
I am Henry Tudor, heir to the Lancastrian throne.
And one day, I will be King of England.
I'm so sorry I ever doubted you, Mother.
I promise you I never will again.
And from this day, I will obey you always.
I wouldn't worry.
There isn't much to hide.
You must lie on this.
Up. Up, up, up.
You must know that it has been consummated.
You will bleed.
Good night, my son.
Good night, Lady Mother.
I don't know what to do.
Nobody told me.
You don't do anything.
You just lie there.
You have nothing to fear.
We've come to restore you to your rightful place.
God save you, King Henry.
Come here, you.
Let me look at you.
What have you done? What have you done?
Mother.
I long to say something on my mother's fate.
Oh, Edwards.
Nothing comes.
God save the king.
God save King Henry.
Mother?
Oh, God, no, not yet.
Thomas, you must go and find someone to fetch a midwife.
Bring her immediately.
You must be pleased, Warren.
and everything's gone according to plan as I said it would.
Apart from the fact that Margaret hasn't sailed and that Edward is still out
there.
Does that not trouble you?
What should I do, Mother?
Tell me what to do.
Don't cry.
Grandpa.
Lady Margaret.
Would you like to meet the King?
Where is she?
Mother? I'm here. I'm here.
Don't worry. I'm here.
It's all right.
It's safe. We came.
Why did he let you go?
Fear that Magda Bonshu would take his life if he took mine.
It's coming. It's coming.
No, it isn't.
Allow me to introduce my son, Henry Tudor.
You are ready. It's the right time. You are ready. So is the child. Come on,
come on.
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