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July, 1494.

The Peace of St.

Alexius.

What determines a man's faith?

I love Colorado.

She's betrothed to me.

What I enjoy to be near you.

Poor soul.

A faith defined by a man's deeds?

You would leave us?

When we need you the most, I cannot
allow it.

These poisons, they divide my soul from
my flesh and my brain!

Go to Rome, told you to secure a
marriage for your sister.

Or a space defined by a man's
sacrifices.

I can secure for you a papal annulment
from the Duchess Jeanne, so you

may love whom you love. Oh, I see.

that we should be good friends.

of pilgrims and breadless, who devoted
himself to God,

never seeking Lord, who lived 17 years
under

a set of stairs.

Did he say under the stairs?

Oh, dear, sounds pretty dreary.

I hope there will be dancing.

Father, I do not wish to marry.

A father's will is paramount, especially
I.

who lead the mighty Roman Senate, you
shalt wed the daughter of the noblest

man. I have to urinate.

I come, a blessed herald. Leave thy city
of Rome.

Travel to a new home. Live amongst the
simple peasants as an example

of God's eternal presence.

O holy angel, I shall.

Seek heed those who sin.

A new day must begin.

Ten years have passed.

It feels like longer.

Oh, Mary, Mother of God, have I given
all to your son?

Alexius, Christ's faithful servant,
priest and pilgrim ever

observant, you are rich.

In grace, return me to Rome in great
haste.

Royal Highness?

I have been called many names, good and
bad.

Royal Highness is the most difficult to
accept.

Oh, a beautiful creature.

A pity.

With all of the sports you enjoy,
falconry is not one of them.

When I hunt, I prefer more hands-on
approach.

Still, she is as fierce-looking as the
French army.

No, he is a turtle.

One third smaller than a female.

As is a man's heart when denied the
woman he loves.

Rest assured, the Holy Father toils
daily trying to find a way to grant your

annulment from the Duchess. Trying?

Such matters must be done legally.

Yet Alexander is well known for moving
heaven and earth for a friend.

And what of Milan?

His holiness supports your claim to the
duchy.

Before he will denounce this forte, he
needs further proof of the unshakable

bond between us.

He asks that you make ready for holy
crusade.

Even though I have no intention of
leading my men into that abyss.

Even though?

Your advance south to the port of
Brindisi will justify your march into

Milan. Halt.

His Holiness encourages me to invade the
Italian peninsula.

The very action for which he condemned
King Charles.

Charles did not have Cesare Borgia by
his side.

The Pope gives me the annulment and
Milan.

In exchange for you securing my marriage
to Colotta,

And acknowledging me as the sole heir to
the crown of Naples.

Paul.

This attack upon your sacred person is a
clear indication of the people's

displeasure with your recent and
nonsensical French alliance.

The assassin has admitted in holy
confession that he was a follower of

Savonarola. He has sworn upon his soul
that he acted alone.

Yes, yes, yes. Even so, France, there is
no alliance.

We have simply asked the new king to go
on crusade and push back the Muslims.

Bayezid's attack on the Venetian islands
proves that his ambitions are still

thirsty. But those French beasts will
once again use the crusade as a pretext

to slaughter Italy. I disagree. The
French monarchy represents the largest

and wealthiest dioceses of our great
church.

We must embrace Louis d'Orléans.

We the church or we the bourgeois.

What was that, Cardinal?

At the coronation, Louis renewed his
claim through his Visconti grandmother

to the title Duke of Milan, thereby
challenging my brother, Ludovico.

Ludovico is the one who invited the
French into Italy the first time.

Ancient history, Your Holiness.

We have not forgotten, Vice-Chancellor,
that barely a year ago, other cardinals

besides Sporza sided with France.

Yet now Cesare sides with France. This
means the end of the Holy League. We

created the Holy League!

The sovereignty of Italy will only be
destroyed by your collective lack of

faith!

Christ!

I had hoped, with Della Rovere gone to
Leon, that life in Rome would get

quieter!

Yes, yes, leave us be.

The very ladies for whom all hearts
pine.

I see that the Dowager Queen has not yet
left for Britannia. The weather north

has been unsettled.

Your Highness.

England sent us a torrential rain.

Majesty, Carlotta might find a Borgia
more appealing if you were to

raise my status amongst the courtiers of
France.

A duke, perhaps?

Your next step to the throne of Naples,
yes?

Oh, but if you had to choose between
Carlotta or the crown?

Carlotta.

Ah, bon.

Well, if I can convince Anna of your
sincerity, and she will persuade the

girl. There are many at court, Cardinal
Bricanet for one, who whisper lies about

me with the Dowager Queen.

I've overcome your conflict with
Briccanet.

He is a wise man. He was the dead king's
confidant, not yours.

And he cannot gain a papal dispensation
of your wedding vows, nor guarantee your

rise in Milan.

You and I can subjugate the petty
princes of Italy.

I am your falcon, Majesty.

I am ready to swoop.

I received a letter from Ferrara.

Alfonso d'Este writes that there is
great concern in his father's court

about the French.

Louis may not be the Hydra Charles was,
but he surely shares similar ambitions.

Yes.

How long until Francis' crusade tramples
Italy?

All the while, Cesare kisses the feet of
the same sodomites who held him hostage.

How many bourgeois must my father marry
into your family before you realize that

we are not your enemy?

Your family legs the ass of the very men
who drove my father from his throne. His

final days in madness.

The French did not drive your father
mad.

The house of Aragon is filled with those
who foam at the mouth.

The army of France raped our women, then
cut off their fingers just to steal

their rings.

Oh, I forgot Italian women are only here
for Italian men to rape.

The crypt? Yeah.

Will Rodrigo find me a husband, or will
he not?

Sister, I've yet to broach the subject
with his holiness.

For nearly seven weeks, I've been
secluded in our palace, waiting for you

to do a brother's duty.

I will.

But I never gave bodies of water that
must remain placid.

Rodrigo Borgia, Francesca said, and now
Riario Sansoni, your demands for a

husband would flood the typo.

Patience, Julia.

Be patient.

Eminence. Please.

Guillaume. Of course.

Guillaume. And I am Giuliano.

Guillaume. Giuliano.

Our names are not that different.

Nor are our agendas.

I appreciate the tactical reasons why
you've grown closer to the Borgia, son.

But I fear that he's more of a minister
than a lie.

His influence on King Nui is unbearable.

I am sorry.

Cardinal Bricconi asked me to keep my
distance, but I cannot.

Cesare Borgia, as a reward for his
service, asked Louis to convince my

Carlotta to abandon our engagement.

Matters of the heart aside,

Cesare's rise could mean our collective
fall.

I am well aware no one has been more
beguiled by the Borgia than me.

But what can we do?

Are we not in agreement that Anne de
Bottin should marry Louis XII?

Oui.

Cesar offers the royal lovebirds that
which both of them desire most.

We cannot stop the annulment, so we must
watch Cesar triumph.

That Catalan bastard has outmaneuvered
the four of us.

For now.

I have an upsetting report from Rome.

Good work today.

A full bottle of claret for you tonight.

There was an assassination attempt on
your father.

Was he hurt?

Apparently not.

Now let's keep this intelligence to
ourselves at present.

I need to accelerate my timetable.

Any word on the annulment?

I have additional requests from Cardinal
Finesi regarding his inquiry.

And so another day passes while I am
encumbered by bureaucracy.

By legalities.

Both here and in Rome.

Is there a letter from Lucrezia?

Here it is.

Highness.

Do you enjoy being a lady-in-waiting?

Only if doing so leads to a rich
husband.

A good husband.

Oh.

Me, I have tried so hard to be a good
husband.

despite the lies told to me by my wife.

What am I to do, Jeronima?

She clearly loves Deste.

For all I know,

the baby Giovanni may be their child.

I should leave you be.

Please do not.

You are different than anyone I have
ever met.

We all deserve secrets.

One, and two, three, and hop.

One, two, three, and hop.

One, two, three, and hop.

And one, two, three, and hop.

I have searched everywhere for you,
beloved spouse.

Our home, the papal archives.

And yet here you are, dancing in the
gardens.

I am teaching Angela the rudiments of
Saltarello.

The steps are quite difficult.

Oh.

Then, Angela, you are blessed by good
fortune.

Meet the finest dancer of the court of
Naples.

Let us show your Spanish cousin how
Italians celebrate.

You're less accomplished than you claim,
husband.

I won't.

I smell perfume.

Oh, do you now?

Have you discovered a path to the French
king's annulment?

Louis argues that he did not freely give
consent to the marriage, but canon law

decrees that cohabitation purges
coercion.

He also charges that he and John are
cognate, which is true.

Louis is the cousin of John's late
father.

But Pope Sixtus granted a dispensation
allowing the union.

And then there is a claim of deformity.

Deformity? Oh, Jean.

I've heard she's a hunchback.

Some say the woman's feet are webbed.

Chazenet will meet with the Duchess to
ascertain the truth.

Holiness, the papal treasury.

Ah, yes.

The papal treasury. You may go, nephew.

How stand our coffers?

The position of papal treasurer is akin
to the messenger of ill tidings.

I finally sorted out the ledgers, only
to discover the shocking fact that none

of the papal states have paid the
denarii sancti petri in almost a year.

Not Spoleto, not Urbino, not Pesaro.

Good.

Our authority, the authority of St.
Peter, is being challenged. This

challenge is an opportunity to show our
governors how absolutely we rule.

Which man possesses the greatest
respect? Herbinus de Montefeltre?

Bishop Constantino Eroli of Spoleto.

Summon Eroli to Rome.

Alessandro.

One last question.

One which will divide your loyalties.

Is your sister back from Capodimonte?

Is she like Saint Alexius hiding under
the stairs?

She is in Rome, but... We will grant
Julia Farnese a papal audience.

Be certain she attends.

Eminence? Forgive me, but I do not know
how to address a former cardinal or the

bastard son of the Pope.

Use the name given to me on the day of
my christening.

Guillaume, we have much in common,
despite the unfortunate past we share.

Louis is fond of us both.

Perhaps we should forgive each other for
the sake of each other and the king.

I was unaware that Borgia knew how to
forgive.

Highness, Colotta.

Votre Majesté, je vous prie de
m'excuser.

I admire you, Cesare, for your dugout
pursuit of an unattainable dream.

I am a cynic, except when confronted by
love.

Then, Majesté, any dream is possible.

Did you ever think that you would be
free to marry the man whom you truly

love?

Yet Charles lies in his tomb, and the
annulment... You Italians are always so

blunt. My heart will not be silenced.

Bravo. And I do thank you for
shepherding my quest for happiness to

the Vatican.

As for Carlotta... Can you offer no
encouragement?

Natalie?

No.

Myrrh? No.

I smelled perfume on my husband's skin.

Hieronymus perfume.

Do not be jealous.

Jealous?

I am grateful.

My idiot husband has handed me away to
control our marriage.

Control? Church law allows a man to be
unfaithful. So if I must stay married, I

will dominate.

This is it.

Hungarian water.

Rosemary, lavender, sage, mint,
marjoram, and...

Betrayal.

La Bella.

What on earth?

We are. I am.

I am a new man, weaned from vitriola.

We asked you here, the place where the
two of us concentrated our love,

to say that I will do anything to prove
myself worthy of you again.

I do not grow younger, Rodrigo.

I need to secure my future for the sake
of our daughter.

So you must do what you did for Vanota
Katane.

Find me a husband. No.

I could not bear losing you to another
man.

If I remain unmarried, you will lose me
anyway.

Wait.

I will.

We will do.

What we must.

Please.

Promise me.

Tonight, you will move back to our bed.

Yes. Yes.

Unfortunately, your wife has not
responded to any of the written

pontifical inquiries regarding the
annulment.

Perhaps Jan plans to block my way in
court.

It would be better to convince the
Duchess to agree to the separation,

rather than ignite a public discourse.

I will visit her in Paris and explain
the wisdom of such an agreement.

Yes, as papal legate, I will attend you.

That is unnecessary.

We both are persuasives.

You both should go.

Everyone, listen!

Listen!

What is this?

Cesare Borgia, you are, from this day
forward, the Duke of Valentinois.

Sit. Be comfortable.

Fabrizio, the Borgia and the Colonna
have been at odds for some time. There

is an understatement.

We asked you here to prepare the
friendship between our families.

How? Will I be made prefect of Rome
again?

With your power and position, come and
go like a fart.

This time we offer a more lasting union.

Julia Farnese in marriage.

Why do you suddenly seek a suitor for
your mistress?

Julia has waited the appropriate
mourning period after the loss of her

husband, just as you have for your late
wife.

Time for each of you to be happy.

Perhaps together.

Whatever dowry, the Farnese are no
longer healthy.

We will provide a sum of 40,000 ducats
for her betrothal.

All well and good, holiness.

But if I were to marry the girl, you
must agree to never touch her

again.

I will entertain Julia at my palazzo
this evening.

At dinner.

Examine la bella up close.

He is perfect.

Pompous shit.

Julia will despise him.

Your holiness.

Ah, I can see your expressions from
here. You bring gloom.

The Bishop of Spoleto refuses your
summons.

He writes that in the wake of both the
French and Spanish occupations, the

papal governors question why they must
pay such a heavy tax to the church when

they receive no protection.

Return to Spoleto.

Wait until Eroli is asleep.

Then raid his palace and bring him to us
in chains.

If the bishop resists, kick him in the
face.

We have not had a lady of such beauty in
our home for too many months.

Oh, thank you, Eminence.

I've longer rumors of the beauty that
lies inside the Colonna Palace.

Yes. But it is my brother who started
those rumors.

The truth is that the Korn

household has been adrift without the
feminine presence.

And the death of our dear brother Angelo
has left us, Farnese, with too few men

and too little support.

Alessandro lacks a genuine friend in the
consistory.

I offer my friendship, brother.

Am I you, brother?

Good.

Yes.

Our families would prosper together.

Daniel, my dear, you will be treated
like Empress Livia of ancient Rome.

Oh, Migueletto, you've managed to arrive
without being murdered.

Your Grace?

Grace, yes, Grace.

Miguel Eto, I'm in search of a poison,
one that is more painful than

Cantarella.

To use on whom?

My Cardinal Bacchinae and Guy de Laval,
of course.

You would kill them both?

I would like to have the option.

And do you not think that if your two
enemies would suddenly die, that you

would not be held in suspect by the
king, by Carlotta?

My lord, this is too extreme. Despite
her actions, I believe Carlotta dreams

of me.

Does anyone ever dream of you, Agapito?

Or you?

No, but you're right.

As always.

Let us... Leave Breakin' A.B. for now
and focus on Gila Wow.

Find a poison that moves slowly.

I've waited this long. I can wait a few
more months.

Until then, I remain your devoted slave.

Oh, I like that.

Deliver this to Alfonso de Calabria.

Lucrezia, I'm so grateful that you have
forgiven me for sleeping with the

prince.

You're family, and we Borgia put family
above all else.

Friends, husbands, whores.

I had another lady in waiting.

Pantusilea.

Found in the Tiber, whipped to death.

So I have heard.

Her murderer was never found.

Cousin, I have a request.

I would like to return to Spain by the
first tide tomorrow.

Hello, slave.

Hello, husband.

Lucrezia, I knew this was you.

I went to our bed first and was longing
for your presence.

Do not put more lies onto your list of
sins.

The fault is yours.

I see how you prefer to stay.

I was trying to make you jealous so you
would feel the same pain that burns

through me.

As usual, you did not think this
through. All you have done is make me

angry. You do not grasp the fullness of
my love, Lucrezia.

My deep desire for us to be truly man
and wife.

Man and wife, never woman and husband.

Yes.

You

smile

like a girl in love.

Yes.

You crave security.

contingent emeralds a nice gesture even
if slightly

out of fashion you accepted a gift the
very first time you and he were together

to refuse would have been an insult you
did the same with me

You took the jewelry I gave you? Such
beautiful earrings. The night before

your wedding? Dear Orsino. When we
shared a bed of... Rodrigo, you and I

fucked. Did you and Fabrizio fuck?

Do you think me that much, a whore? I
know you are.

How much wine have you drunk?

How much wine did you need to bare your
nipples for that Kelowna fool?

I am sober.

Leave me.

Get out!

You are acting worse than Laura.

Fine. If you will not leave, then I
will.

And go where?

Why? You do not care?

I am no longer the highest bidder.

It was you. You arranged this evening.

I will drown myself in a sea of vitriol.

Get out of my way.

My finger!

You have no right to hurt me.

I beg forgiveness.

I cannot live my life without you.

Please, promise me.

While I live, you will never marry.

Do you not see, Rodrigo?

I love you.

I

am

not a queen.

Au contraire.

Until your marriage is annulled, you are
queen consort of France.

Until? Or unless?

Forgive.

Unless, of course.

You are too precise, Delarovere, to
choose the wrong word.

I am a duchess and will be addressed as
such.

Of course.

Recent events have been unpleasant.

No need to prolong the prologue.

Cesare Borgia, you may begin.

First, the king asked me to convey his
respect and admiration.

That is comforting, given that he has
not answered any of my letters since my

brother Charles died.

Now, onwards.

His Holiness has assembled a team of
canonical experts to examine the

validity of your marriage. On that
subject, I am afraid there are only two

experts.

His Royal Highness has submitted to the
tribunal a list of 29 witnesses.

They will testify that your father, then
king, summoned Louis, barely 14,

and threatened him.

Threatened? If Louis refused you in
marriage.

Here is a document with a signature of
Louis.

The 11th.

I warn you, Duke de Ola, that those who
oppose me in this

marriage will not be certain of their
lives.

My father would never have written such
words.

There is no official seal.

This signature is a forgery.

The main reason for which Louis has put
forth for the annulment is that your

marriage was never consummated.

Oh. On that charge, he is extremely
firm.

Would you agree?

No, I would not.

Perhaps I have been too hasty. Upon
further thought, I should employ my own

counsel. Let us consider another option.

To avoid a perdurable legal war. The
king insists that the reason he never

consummated the marriage is that you
suffer from a physical defect.

for the Holy Father to make a proper and
sacred decision.

He has asked us to inquire about this
charge.

Doing so brings me great sorrow.

I see no deformities.

Mine is one that can be viewed only when
I'm disrobed.

Then you will have to show us.

For the sake of the investigation.

Need I remind you that I am of royal
blood?

You need not.

We are trying to handle this as
delicately as possible.

But we must insist.

I am no fool.

He torments me because he wants to marry
Anne.

But he does not love her.

He woos her for the sake of politics.

To keep France and Britain united.

My husband's ambition is so vast.

If I resist, he will shame me in public.

God created my body this way for reasons
I would never understand.

Louis accepted that fact when we were
married and promised he would never tell

another soul.

I've been true to my marriage vow.

But now I shall take a new one.

I will be a bride of Christ.

A nun.

You accept the annulment?

Yes.

Yes, I will agree.

But not on the grounds of coercion.

My father was a good man.

A beloved king, as was my brother.

I will not let my shame cling to their
names.

Then we must verify the failure to
consummate by seeing the

deformity.

Very well.

I will show the two of you.

And then you will leave.

Delirio Freitas is beyond the bounds of
decency. Be honest.

Are you not curious?

Enter, if you so wish.

Good day, gentlemen.

The nature of Jeanne's disfigurement
must have been disturbing.

In truth, I was more upset by Jeanne's
blindness to the love Louis and Anne

share.

The Duchess echoed my own words
regarding Carlotta.

Am I, too, a man with a penis and a
vagina?

A goddess of peace.

I live a life of delusion and denial.

Your Grace, I have found an apothecary
who has mixed the poison you described.

And a servant of Kidel Eval's. Willing.

The time has come for me to wake up from
my dream.

Your Holiness, Bishop Constantino
Erolis.

Governor of Paleto.

I was abducted from my bed, brought to
the Eternal City in a cart, hands bound

in chains like a petty thief. I ask you,
why?

You are treated as a criminal because
you are a criminal. Not so.

I am a good Christian.

A good Christian does as the Blessed
Bible commands and pays his tithe to

Mother Church.

In the past year, has Mother Church been
present in the lives of her people?

Has she been asleep?

She is awake and staring you in the
eyes.

She appears to be staring at my purse.

Once the citizens of Spoleto hear of my
treatment, they and the leaders of the

other papal states will be righteously
rebellious.

We think differently.

We think that once they see what happens
to a governor who defaults on his sacred

vows, the people will pay the tithe with
interest.

Bishop Ehrlich, you will be displayed,
chained to a chair for the rest of your

days on a precipice at Taranoa Prison.

You are our new gargoyle.

Do you now wish to pay the denarii,
Sancti Petri?

Yes.

You're too late.

No!

Holiness, no!

I said I'd pay, I beg you!

We now must find a new, more trustworthy
governor for Spoleto.

Whom do you have in mind?

Who? Who?

Who?

I thought so.

be governor of Spoleto.

Spoleto will henceforth be known as the
place where Lucretia Borgia and her

faithful husband lived in perfect
harmony.

I was passing an orchard and I spied
this.

The last ripe peach of the season.

Pray tell.

What are the recent developments from
Rome? Most Christian king.

The Holy Father grants you your
annulment.

I am most grateful.

Summon the Dowager, my once and future
queen.

Well, the part you both played will not
be forgotten.

Oh, dear Cesare, I must tell you that
which you do not wish to hear.

I have spoken to Carlotta at length. She
is determined to marry Guy.

I cannot force the girl to do otherwise.

I was forced into marrying Jeanne.

My annulment must not turn me into a
hypocrite.

C'est la vie.

The doctor's chance popped true.

Louis's ambitions are vast.

He never meant to help me. He craves not
only the Duchy of Milan, but the Kingdom

of Naples as well.

We should return to Rome. No.

I will turn this setback to my
advantage.

I will not be defeated.

You have made Queen Anne very happy.

I thank you, Tesser.

I wish only to see true love triumph.

This changes nothing between us.

Many disparaging comments have been made
the last few weeks by my brother

cardinals.

But know this.

We do what is best for God's holy church
with the integrity of

faith and the purity of mind.

We intend to make an appointment.

As with all others, we demand your
unfailing support.

And the people of Spoleto will receive
their new governor with complete

obedience.

We present the next governor of Spoleto,

Lucrezia.

Podia.