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So we invited everyone on our suspect's board. Defy me to my fate, Spider-Web.

Elizabeth must fall for Spider-Web.

Stop! Who are you?

Spider-Web is faster than me, smarter, and it feels like they're winning.

Who are you?

I know that smell.

Spider-Web!

There are no... spiders here, love.

Drink this.

Oh, it's horrid.

The Queen has left strict instructions.

You are to have your final portrait sitting with Sarah and Jane today and no

funny business.

Got it.

And no chasing traitors.

Absolutely.

You're not going to argue with us?

As if I would.

You would.

I will happily sit with Sarah and Jane as the Queen will.

You better not be up to something, Lady Grace.

Of course I'm up to something.

Normally, a day with the ladies bickering away would be my worst

nightmare. But things have changed.

Dramatically.

Spiderweb was fast and fearless.

and totally covered by their cloak and mask.

When they stood before me, I had the weirdest feeling that they were just

like me, and there was one thing they couldn't hide.

This is big.

Spider-Web's murdered the Radiant's mask.

Only Sarah and Jay use it.

And Lord Settle.

Yeah, but Settle could never run like that.

We have to focus on Sarah and Jay.

Okay. Sarah, we know Spider-Web wrote the message after I showed you the

theme.

But Sarah went missing just before curtain up.

She had time to do it.

But she was just as shocked as everyone else when she saw the message.

You already know she's a good actor.

She remains a suspect.

And then there's Jane.

She left and returned during the interval.

She looked emotional.

Which emotion?

Always hard to tell with Jane.

She hides her feelings so well.

Okay, I'm with them all day having our portraits finished.

Keep a close eye on them and report back.

You will be careful.

I'd hate to have to rescue you again.

You did not rescue me.

Oh.

I totally rescued you.

Whatever.

Today's a big day.

We're all getting our portraits finished, just in time for the Queen's

birthday.

Bruno! Get out of my light!

Yes, Maestro. Sorry, Maestro.

Madame Hilliard, how's it looking?

The paints Lord Walsingham has provided are not of my usual standard.

What? The paints are perfectly fine. We're not allowing anyone to bring paste

or liquids into the palace.

We've had to tighten security around the Queen's birthday.

I'll do my best with what I have.

Bruno! Yes, Maestro? Go and put the finishing touches to the ladies'

portraits. Try not to ruin them.

I must focus entirely on the Queen.

You're taking your shrine down?

It was making me feel sad.

Ellie. It's all right.

I mean, I could have gone with Bonu.

I'll talk to you later, okay?

I've been thinking about what you said.

You're not coming, are you?

Can I help you, Lady Jane?

How would a servant like you be of any help to someone like me?

Apart from all the washing and tidying and bed-turning and midnight snack

deliveries and... Because Princess Borny favoured you.

Doesn't change your position round here.

I was... merely looking for a headache, Tonic.

I would thank you not to gossip about this.

I know what you're sort of like.

Painting stinks, basically.

I can smell copper and cobalt, malachite for green, saffron for yellow, and

there's eggs and animal fat. It will be hard to detect the Radiance Mask under

all of this.

Speaking of, here come my main suspects.

Grace, you're up.

You worried everyone.

It must have been so frightening taking on the Tracer like that. Did you see his

face?

Can you remember anything about what happened?

That's us.

It's still a bit hazy.

Probably for the best.

It all sounds perfectly dreadful.

Bruno!

Everyone, quiet. The maestro's on her way.

You've missed a bit.

Hidden. You look very tidy.

Thought I'd make a bit of an effort.

Guarding the Queen, did you? You guard the Queen every day.

Are you wearing cologne?

Got it from some bloke in the market.

It's called eau de pomme de terre.

C'est beau.

It's distinctive.

Still too pale.

Add some cochineal there and there.

Yes, maestro.

This one still looks like she's had lemon for breakfast.

The skin has a magnificent tone. The eyes are

sparkling.

Oh, this truly is my masterpiece.

Surely the portrait of the Queen is your masterpiece? Of course.

Mine has turned out rather well, hasn't it?

If you were, for example...

A young lady? I am a young lady. You know what I mean? A proper one.

Would this make you... interested?

I might wonder why my eyes are watering.

Look, whoever this mystery girl is, I hope it works out.

Oh, it will.

When you know, you know.

I threw something in here earlier. I need it back.

I'll go check the yard.

Oh, you need to do something with her face. I don't know. Better.

More highlights, perhaps?

Sarah's been using her radiance mask, right?

And the rest.

She seems to have an infancy lotion or cream every day.

She keeps us all hidden.

So I found our hiding place.

So you've been using it too?

I have.

Darn it!

Not that it made much difference.

Ladies, be bored no more. I am here to entertain.

Why couldn't you smile like that when I was painting you, Lady Jane?

It was like the sun coming out. No, it wasn't.

Go and grab the cochineal. It's in my painting kit.

On it.

I must get back to the Queen.

This will be her final sitting. I require complete concentration.

What is it?

My left eyebrow is bushier than my right.

I must speak with Madame Hilliard. This is unacceptable.

What do I do?

Madame Hilliard! Who do I target?

Madame Hilliard! I think Sarah or Jane could be the traitor.

What the what now?

I'm going after Lady Sarah.

You keep an eye on Jane. Let me know if she does anything suspicious.

Don't talk to me.

I will not make changes to order, Lady Thera. Now stop distracting me from my

work and shoo!

Grace? Are you following me?

I just wanted to make sure you were okay.

I'm not.

Haleyard refused to change my painting.

I just want it to be perfect.

Is that so much to ask? It is perfect.

You're perfect.

This portrait really matters.

Is this how I'll be remembered?

I know you think I'm terribly vain. No, I get it.

But, honestly, Sarah, you have nothing to worry about.

You... have something on your chin.

I'm there.

Oh. I'm there.

Maestro?

Once the Queen returns, I shall apply the saffron glaze, then my work will be

complete. Allow me to assist in this great moment, Maestro.

This is the glaze, right?

These art materials really are terrible, aren't they?

They even smell weird.

What on earth are you playing at?

I'm not ready for that one yet.

Sorry, I was... I was just trying to help.

Is he discussed?

A couple of spots never killed anybody.

My spots-be-gone portion is all you need.

There.

Give it a moment and you'll be back to your radiant self.

Mum! What now?

The painter's assistant.

He's gone all wobbly. Clear the table.

Bruno, what happened?

Hilliard said he was fine, and then tablam.

His paint has... Not surprised.

That painter's a dreadful bully.

I don't like to think of the Queen alone with her. Osborne's there.

I'll go and join him. Keep that upsy artist in place.

I'll escort you. I'll come too.

He's shivering.

His skin is waxy. This feels like more than a faint. I don't know him right.

Not right at all. Hey, Sarah, wait a minute. Mrs. C, I don't suppose you have

a potion that lets someone be in three places at once? What's that?

Doesn't matter.

Ellie,

I need a favour. Can it wait?

Well, Ellie, the assistant has fainted and he's starting to look weird and he

pursues with Jane and I need to follow Sarah. So can you go to the kitchen? I'm

busy. We don't look very busy.

Ellie?

Is everything all right in here?

I've lost the feeling in my legs, but apart from that, all good.

Madam Hilliard, the Queen tires.

Are we almost done?

We are close.

The room is a little crowded, though.

For my final touches, I need to be able to focus.

Osborne, perhaps you could go and lurk outside?

Walsingham has instructed me to stay with the Queen. I'm here. All is well.

If anything were to happen, I would alert you. I'm sorry.

I have my orders.

Very well.

Shall I continue?

Please. Let's get this over with.

Hello.

What's the thing?

Ah, you're back. Keep an eye on our young patient, will you?

Just tell me I can help. You can't.

This is the one time you can't play the hero, Grace. There's nothing you can do.

Well, no one asked me to leave with her.

What? I know, right?

Proper dream come true stuff.

You were going to leave?

Yes, I was.

But you didn't. Well, it was a little tricky.

What with you getting knocked out by the traitor and generally putting yourself

in danger every five minutes. Don't put this on me. I didn't make you stay.

You're not even grateful.

I told you it's strange.

He was totally fine an hour ago and now look at him. They say that the plague

comes on quick.

I think someone did this to him.

He's saying something.

Water.

What happened to you? There's something in the paint.

Your Majesty!

Oswald! The last thing I remember is smelling the glaze.

Oswald!

Help!

He didn't faint.

He was poisoned.

What's happening?

Your false reign.

It's finally coming to an end.

Your Majesty.

Sir, the assistant Hugh will want you dead. Does anyone actually want me to be

queen? I'm not safe.

Grace, the plots keep coming.

Where is Lady Grace?

The queen's in danger.

I will keep you safe.

Your Majesty!

Wake up!

Please!

Whatever it takes, I will keep you safe.

On it, sir.

It's strong.

So is she.

Grisha, you've got poison in here. We were so careful.

Grace.

I saw something this morning.

It was Lady Jane.

Grace, it's only you. Were you in the kitchens this morning?

Of course. Ellie's been gossiping. It's hardly gossip.

I think you stole poison from Mrs. C's cabinet and gave it to the painter.

What?

How could you think I'd do something like that? You wanted the Queen to marry

the King of Spain.

You don't like her new ways.

Your family are loyal, but only to those who they think will win.

You want the Queen to be replaced.

All I did was put some red stuff in Sarah's new lotion.

Hold on.

You gave Sarah spores.

I confess.

All right? Happy?

I do everything the Queen asks of me. I follow all the rules.

Until anyone ever talks about is Sarah, how beautiful she is and

so kind.

She's not kind, Grace.

She could be so mean.

Jane.

would be the perfect one.

If I had poisoned the Queen, surely you'd be able to smell the poison on me,

so go on.

Nothing.

Our men caught Hilliard at Dover. And?

She confessed to everything.

Sir Hilliard was the spider web.

But thanks to Lady Grace's quick thinking, her dreadful plot did not

work. Well done, Grace.

Thank you.

I just can't help thinking that maybe...

Don't think.

You have saved the day, and now it is a wonderful new day, the Queen's birthday,

and we can all move on.

What's wrong?

We still don't know how the poison got into the palace.

Hylia was here at court on and off for months. She must have hidden it

somewhere.

Or someone gave it to her.

Our source said the attack was linked to the Queen's birthday.

I know you want to solve this, but it fits, Grace.

Why do I feel like it doesn't? Denae totally rescued me.

Oswald.

Really, Sarah, you are not yet recovered.

I'm fine.

You're hurting us.

My portrait isn't poisoned. Lord Walsingham says all the paintings must

be destroyed. Please, no, you don't know what this painting means to me. No!

I can't watch.

Oh, Sarah.

I'm so sorry.

I've never had my portrait painted before.

But I didn't think I'd feel like this.

But... I thought I'd look pretty, obviously.

And then I saw myself.

And I felt... so... so real.

Like I mattered.

I have this fear no one will remember me.

Sarah, how could anyone forget you?

You wouldn't understand.

Well, it is done now.

No matter.

I have a new message from Jack.

Perhaps that will cheer me up.

I didn't prove that either Sarah or Jane was the traitor.

But I do feel like I've gotten to know them a little better.

They both put a lot of pressure on themselves.

I get that.

Life at the palace can be hard.

For everyone.

Thought you might want this back.

But there are things we can do to help each other.

Do you remember when I was really small?

Just after... Oh, you know, after I came to the Queen's care.

I had my portrait painted.

Do you remember?

How could I forget?

We practically had to tie you down for the thing.

The others had one too, didn't they? Mm-hm.

Do you know where they are?

I'm sure they're in here.

They never throw out anything in this palace.

Thank you.

Ah,

here's me.

And here's Jane.

She's smiling.

She was such a carefree child.

Ah, and here's Sarah.

Perfect. This will really cheer her up.

She had hers finished just before she went to France.

That's the problem with you girls.

You seem to want to grow up so fast.

I mean, take Sarah.

When she came back from France, she was full of airs and graces.

Looks like she was a different person.

Not kind, Grace.

I've never had my portrait painted before.

Get rid of needy brain.

Inside me it drives me. I know that I can work it all out now. Oh, yeah