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Previously on Reign... Her Majesty Marie de Guise.

Mother.

You need France.

Marry its next king and the Protestants

will scurry into the darkness.

I saw a woman, dressed all in white.

She brought me back to life.

Whatever your grudge is against Bash...

He maimed our brother and caused his death!

You won'’t settle it by ruining his marriage.

Did you poison my father?

It wasn'’t them.

It was the duke of Guise.

Your uncle

will never betray anyone again.

And so we mourn my brother.

A man who always put his country first.

Whenever it was profitable.

And who always understood his duty.

To himself.

And now, Bishop Marcombe

will say a special prayer.

My lords and ladies, please

bow your heads in prayer

for our brother who has left...

What beautiful sentiments.

Don'’t bother.

I know you'’re as glad to see

the back of him as any of us.

Thank you, by the way,

for keeping his treachery a secret.

I know that look.

You think I look at every woman with an aim

toward getting them in bed.

Oh, it'’s not the pining look

you get before you begin an assault.

It'’s the possessive look of a man

who'’s already achieved something.

If you'’re under the delusion that I'’ve slept...

Ah!

I have my answer.

No sex, but you'’ve begun turning her heart.

Even better.

And to think I was giving a party

to improve Valois/Bourbon relations.

You'’re already doing that.

While no man is without sin, we ask that...

Francis thought you might object

to our filling your brother full of arrows.

You knew better, I trust.

It'’s the one thing all rulers have in common.

We must stamp out whoever

would undermine the monarchy.

Nothing can be allowed to discredit

the lawful cycle of rule and succession.

Which reminds me.

Daughter?

We need to have a talk.

I was looking for you at the duke'’s memorial service.

I have news.

The Duke and Duchess

Von Amsberg are in town nearby.

They'’re of a wealthy, powerful branch of the Hapsburgs.

Well, I'’ve heard of them, of course.

They have agreed to an engagement

between their infant daughter and our son.

"An engagement"?

I know that you'’ve been worried about what John'’s fate would be

if anything happened to me.

Oh, a safe haven for our child.

More than that.

The Hapsburgs are one of the most

powerful families in Europe.

An excellent alliance for France.

And John'’s future is assured.

That'’s wonderful, Francis.

There'’s one catch.

The duke and duchess want to meet you.

You mean they want to pass judgment on me.

What if I don'’t measure up?

Oh, it'’s just a formality.

Tomorrow night King Antoine is holding

a gathering to celebrate

the renewed friendship

between France and Navarre.

I suggested we all meet there.

Just be yourself.

You would impress anyone.

Lady Kenna?

Already the room looks brighter.

I can'’t stay.

I just came to return this.

What'’s this?

The ruby I found in the strawberry you left me.

You have something against gifts?

It'’s not a gift.

It'’s an invitation.

One that I can'’t accept.

I'’ve told you.

I love my husband.

And this flirtation of yours must stop.

Lovely Kenna?

I will respect your wishes, and stop laying my heart

so inconveniently at your feet.

- I mean it. - So do I.

By the way, how do you like my preparations

for tomorrow night'’s event?

It'’s beautiful.

Oh, now you'’re just being kind.

Usually my wife Jeanne would organize this type of thing.

She'’s brilliant at official affairs.

But she'’s ill and had to stay in Navarre.

Oh, I'’m... I'’m sorry to hear that.

Oh, you know the Valois court and those who serve there.

Perhaps you might help me.

Well, I don'’t think...

Well, I know exactly what I want.

I want light fixtures hung with strands of jewels,

painted tiles in the foyer bearing the Valois

and Bourbon crests, intertwined in friendship.

Well... I do know

a custom tile maker.

I just don'’t think my husband is going

to approve of me helping you.

I don'’t think he's gonna come to your party.

Well, the whole point of the event is to bury the past.

To bring our two families back together.

To ensure peace between the two royal households.

You won'’t help me?

Well, I'’m such a fool when it comes to money.

I have no idea how much to give you.

Well, I didn'’t say that I would.

Will 300,000 gold deniers be enough?

You want to give me 300,000 gold deniers?

To go shopping?

Please?

Where is your heir?

I had a feeling.

It'’s a bit complicated.

By the fact that Francis no longer visits your chambers?

Is that your decision or his?

It'’s ours.

Or has Lola come between you two?

No, Mother, please don'’t find fault.

Things have merely changed between us.

Mary?

You are here to do a job.

I know how it can be.

A continual chore one comes to dread.

This will help.

What on earth is...?

A herbal concoction.

Mixed by my physician.

Small miracle, really.

Only use a pinch in your wine before,

and you will be...

at ease.

In an expansive mood.

Darling?

You are never going to get pregnant again

if you don'’t try.

And you really need to.

- Quickly. - Why?

Your cousin Elizabeth remains unmarried.

People are worried

about the instability that would follow if she dies.

Her subjects want an heir

from their royal bloodline.

That you can provide.

I'’m not sure if I can.

Things have changed in Scotland as well.

Your brother James is under pressure.

The Protestant lords want you gone.

They want to make Scotland

a protectorate of England.

But he insists that you are the lawful queen.

A stand that protects his hold on power as well.

You are on the cusp

of losing your country.

Either you or Elizabeth will rule

Scotland and England.

Make an heir,

and it will be you.

Why didn'’t you tell your mother what happened to you?

Every time I talk about it, I relive it.

I simply didn'’t want to. Not with her.

She'’ll be leaving soon, at least.

Yes.

She is right.

What?

That we need to conceive a child without delay?

Mary, it'’s too soon.

You have heirs

to take your crown when you'’re gone.

Your brothers.

I have no one.

And with Elizabeth

becoming more aggressive,

I need to amass support.

I can'’t believe that you would

base your choice solely

on international policy.

Once you spoke to me about the need for love.

And what would this encounter be?

Are you saying that you'’re open to us beginning again?

I'’m speaking of our duty.

To our nations, to each other.

I am asking you to help me protect myself.

My rule.

I need to think about it.

And I believe you need to as well.

I don'’t think it's a good idea for me to go to a social event

hosted by a man who knows I killed his brother.

As I understand it,

Antoine just likes any excuse to throw a party.

I doubt he'’ll even notice if you or I aren'’t there.

He might notice if I'’m not there.

Seeing as... I'’m the one

helping him give the party.

You'’re what?

He was having difficulties.

And I thought it would be good diplomacy.

You know what he wants from you.

It'’s not hospitality advice.

Bash, I know what a man like Antoine wants.

I'’m not a fool.

But I can handle him.

This has given me a chance to go out and see people.

To do something with my day besides sit around

and wait for you.

Please, won'’t you

just consider attending the party with me?

Then you can see for yourself what I'’ve been doing.

I was just about to leave.

There'’s a woman

in the village inspiring fear.

They say that she can raise the dead.

I need to get out there and find her

before this escalates into a witch hunt.

Here we are again.

You have to run off and save the world.

How many more battles for you

and lonely nights for me until it'’s all done?

Kenna...

I might not be back until late.

If you can wait for me here,

we will go to the party together.

And you can show me

your handiwork.

So, Marie de Guise wants you

to get back to the business of making heirs.

Mary'’s willing.

Is she, now?

I don'’t know that she's ready.

She already links me with the attack.

The man who did it blamed me outright

before he...

How do you forget that?

Why now, I wonder?

Have you considered the possibility

that Mary welcomes this push?

It has been months.

You should take that into account.

A word of advice.

This is her choice.

Follow her lead.

But for the stability of the realm, a king'’s visit

to a queen'’s chambers must be witnessed.

People know that you'’ve been living apart.

If Mary should find herself with child,

there must be no talk from anyone

about whose child this is.

Of course.

Hello.

I'’m hoping you can help me.

I'’m the king's deputy.

I understand you had a visit from a healer.

A woman dressed all in white?

"A healer"?

Yeah, well, that'’s what she called herself.

My little Paul there had a terrible fever.

Physician said he was dying, nothing to be done.

I even went to the convent to ask the nuns to pray for him.

But he just got weaker.

Then this woman came, said she could help.

And did she?

I can see your son'’s still alive.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, she placed her hands on him.

In two days time, he was running around, same as ever.

And yet you don'’t seem thankful.

Paul, Mark! Both of you, come here.

There'’s always a price, ain'’t there?

When we take help from devils and witches.

I should'’ve known.

He was fine and whole, till she came.

She blinded my boy.

You find her... and put a stop to her.

If you'’ve come to say good-bye, don'’t bother.

It'’s your fault I couldn'’t pay my rent.

Your man, that dirty bird

who chopped my gorgeous hair, cost me my living.

I know, and-and I'’m sorry.

That'’s why I got you this wig.

You'’re serious?

Do you know how much that'’s worth?

It'’s yours. Take it, please.

I'’m not sure it'’s gonna change much.

I'’m not tainted with leper bits,

like they said, but I might as well be.

Folks on the street won'’t come near me.

Sharlene, there are other clients

you might make yourself available to.

Oh, I'’m available.

Because I'’m a whore, you see, that'’s the point.

I meant other venues,

where one might meet you.

There'’s a party I know about, here in town.

There'’ll be lots of rich, drunk men

mingling about.

Outside, having a smoke

where you might say hello.

Oh, you'’ll need a different frock, though,

if you'’re going to blend in.

Come with me. Oh...

Lola.

Your Highness.

I didn'’t see you at my brother'’s funeral.

Were you avoiding me?

Coddling your bastard child?

I deserve your anger, and more,

but I'’m afraid just now there'’s somewhere I have to be.

Yes. I heard you were meeting the Von Amsbergs.

To try to overcome the perception

that you are just one of the king'’s mistresses.

Francis is faithful to Mary.

And as for me,

it was when they were apart,

and it was one night.

"One night."

Don'’t flaunt your bountiful womb to me.

They may have been apart,

but you were and always have been Mary'’s lady,

since you were a child.

There were dozens of little girls

whose families begged me for that position.

But I chose you.

Because you played well together,

because you didn'’t hurt or throw mud at her,

but now you have done both,

as, clearly,

Francis can procreate with anyone,

they say.

The gossip of his tryst finds fault with Mary.

I know, and I think it'’s terrible...

Oh, I know you do.

So warm and frank in your approach to things.

To Mary.

Makes her feel like a regular girl.

But she is not a regular girl.

Mary is a queen

who must be seen as a force of nature.

Anything less endangers her.

And you and your son make her seem...

deficient.

Useless.

Disposable.

You know what happens to disposable queens?

They are disposed of.

Brutally.

If it happens,

remember your role in her demise.

I know I will.

The sisters know that I'’m a healer.

They believe I am blessed, and took me in.

How did you find me?

They call you the Woman in White.

I found you here because

the woman you helped

mentioned she came to the convent

and asked the nuns to pray for her child.

But you do more than pray, don'’t you,

Sister Delphine?

How did you heal that woman'’s son?

I laid hands on him.

And the man risen from the grave?

The Greek worker who had taken ill?

You mean the man they buried alive.

I didn'’t do anything

but hear his cries.

I don'’t hurt people.

That'’s never my intention.

I'’m sorry to hear that boy'’s brother went blind.

But there'’s no certainty that it was some kind of price.

But this has happened before.

You save someone at a cost to another.

Not always.

Many times there are no consequences.

Even so, I only cure people

I know will die without my help.

So if there is a price,

surely it'’s less than losing someone you love.

But how do you know someone is truly dying?

Can you see the future?

I'’ve known other visionaries.

I'’m not asking to taunt you.

When I touch someone,

I know their pain.

Pain they'’ve experienced

and, yes, sometimes pain yet to come.

Prove it.

Lay hands on me.

What do you see?

You'’ve been wounded in battle.

That'’s an easy guess for a man of my age and station.

I see you on a horse...

bleeding out, hands reaching for you.

Did you nearly die for a brother?

A woman?

Both.

Your heart...

broken, and then healed...

but it will shatter because...

Go on.

You will lose someone very close to you.

- And soon. - Who?

Tell me who.

I don'’t know.

This is terrible!

Your guests have arrived and I lost track of the time.

Well, everything looks perfect. What are you worried about?

The party'’s started. I'’m not even dressed for it.

I'’m yet to go back to the castle to meet my husband.

We'’re supposed to be attending together.

Well, you'’re here now. Why don'’t we send a message

- for him to join you? - I don'’t think that would be such a good idea.

Do you need these, Lady Kenna?

But... no, they'’re all jumbled

and they'’re supposed to go on the tables.

Well, people will find their own seats.

That'’s how it works, isn'’t it?

Lady Lola is supposed to be sat next to the Von Amsbergs.

I look a mess. What am I going to do?

Take these upstairs, sort them out.

I'’ll have a dress sent up to you

and a message sent to Sebastian to meet you here.

You have dresses at the ready?

Designers send collections to my homes

in the hope that my wife will choose one.

I can'’t wear a dress meant for your wife.

- That feels wrong. - Kenna, it'’s only clothing.

I'’m sure you'll find something that suits you.

And send her up some jewels.

Uh, what do you favor?

Emeralds? Sapphires?

Lady Kenna will be writing a message

to her husband at court.

Make sure she sees a rider dispatched,

but the message should never get there.

Lola. How nice to see you.

Oh, Louis!

My son might get engaged before he can walk.

Isn'’t that wonderful?

I... I suppose.

Be happy for me, won'’t you?

Lola, I have to ask...

Are you all right?

Oh, very relaxed.

And usually these kinds of things make me nervous.

But I had a little drink

before I came, to steady my nerves.

Marie de Guise does not like me.

You were drinking with Marie de Guise?

What were you drinking, exactly?

Well, I thought it was wine,

but it was bitter

and heavy with resin.

But I gulped it down anyway, because...

well, have you met Mary'’s mother?

She'’s terrifying.

Marzipan!

Oh...

Hi.

I'’m all right.

I want to do this.

I-I'’m just cold.

Here.

Are you sure about this?

I'’m sorry, it'’s your breathing.

As long as I look at you...

We can'’t do this.

You shouldn'’tdo this.

We have to, Francis.

Why now, Mary?

You talk of an heir,

and yes, a son

would help both of us

and make you a better choice than Elizabeth,

but what are the odds

that we would conceive a child--

a son-- this night?

We'’ll try next month.

I don'’t want to wait.

Just until you'’re ready.

I know that England and Scotland are in chaos,

but is this really the answer?

Is Elizabeth really so frightening?

Can you trust that I will defend you?

Defend Scotland.

Defend my people.

Are you afraid that I won'’t protect you?

Well, what if you turn on me?

What if I do something to anger you, in the months

- and years to come? - I would never hurt you.

You don'’t know that.

If we live separate lives,

move on with others...

I don'’t want to move on with others, with anyone.

But... but you do?

Condé.

Have things progressed between you?

We have done nothing.

But he loves you.

You and I both know that.

Do you love him?

Is that what all this is about?

Did you come to me because you'’re afraid you'll go to him?

Or because you want to secure your rule

in Scotland before you do?

Mary! Both.

Is that what you wanted to hear?

I don'’t know if I can love anyone again,

but I know I can'’t keep living like this.

A queen but not a queen.

A wife but not a wife.

Then be my wife.

I can'’t.

We'’ve been over this already.

Too much has passed between us.

Too much you blame me for.

While Condé remains untarnished.

And now you want to go to him,

thinking it will erase your pain.

It won'’t, Mary.

I won'’t let you do it.

No.

I forbid it.

♪ The green truck hummed low

♪ Ah, we took only back roads

♪ We drove miles of country...

Who knew vengeance could be quite so invigorating?

♪ Sing me, baby, home

♪ Sing me, baby...

Is Bash here?

Not yet.

Come.

Let me introduce you to some very influential people.

Where the hell is she?

Is there no sign of Lady Kenna?

No word?

Nothing, my lord.

I checked with the guards in the watchtower.

Not even a carriage on the horizon.

This is your daughter.

Yes.

She took our breath away, too.

She has your nose.

And your... eyebrow.

Are those ears?

Why are they so far back?

Ah, Lola, I see you'’ve met the Von Amsbergs.

And their baby.

Johnnie would have to be a saint to marry it.

Excuse us for a moment.

How drunk are you?

Have you ever noticed

how many shimmering soft things there are in the world?

Like little gold ribbons.

Please stop doing that.

Oh, it'’s nice that you'’re here.

That you were willing to marry our son

to that ugly baby because you are a good person.

I'’m not a good person.

I wasn'’t tonight, at least.

But you are.

Let'’s get you out of here.

Mmm.

What'’s wrong?

I asked you here to tell you something.

There will be no heir.

Not for a while, maybe not ever.

You'’re being ridiculous.

Couples fight. It doesn'’t mean anything.

I was raped.

When the Protestants attacked the castle.

That is why Francis and I have separate bedrooms.

There'’s more to it, of course.

Are you worried you'’re pregnant

with your attacker'’s child?

You still have only one goal--

a child to secure power,

as your child increased yours.

I just told you that I...

And your first thought is how long you have to wait

to be sure I am not giving birth to a rapist'’s child.

Well...

are you past it?

Yes,

I am past that fear,

but I face others.

Darling, I am sorry.

But the man who violated you

should not succeed in damaging your aspirations.

Your aspirations,

not mine.

What am I to you?

Certainly not a daughter

as you have never been a mother to me.

You see me as a weapon.

A bargaining chip, a vessel for your dreams of greatness.

You are more than that.

Yes, I am.

I am more than a marker to hold an alliance,

or a breeder for the next generation or the next.

I am my own person.

A woman grown, and tonight I realize

that I am utterly and completely alone.

But when I look at you,

I feel I am better for it.

Lola, stay with me-- the carriage is on its way.

I love your crown.

So kingly.

Yes, well, that'’s the point, I suppose.

But sometimes, when I look at you,

I don'’t see a king at all.

I see the young man you were in Paris.

Deep pockets and free to roam.

That was the first time in my life

that I was outside the castle walls

and no one knew where I was.

You were so not you.

And yet, utterly you.

And a marvelous kisser.

Lola...

You know, I'’ve always wanted to tell you that.

Objectively, as your friend.

Here we are.

I really hope things work out between you and Mary.

Lady Lola'’s not feeling so well.

Oh, but I am.

Have her servants escort her to her chambers

and stay with her through the night.

No stops along the way.

Yes, Your Majesty.

You'’re early.

Wasn'’t expecting anybody to return

for a few more hours.

What'’s wrong?

It'’s nothing.

I saw Francis at the party

after Lola said he wouldn'’t be attending.

That he'’d be with you.

The whole castle knew of your plans tonight.

Why didn'’t he stay with you?

Because it was a failure.

I froze, it pained him, and...

I'’m sorry.

Mary, please, be...

patient with yourself.

Don'’t take heart from this, Louis.

It'’s worse than ever for us.

Francis knows of our feelings and has forbidden our union.

"Our feelings"? Are you saying that...?

That I care for you, of course I do.

You know I do.

Why else would your declaration frighten me so?

I can promise you nothing,

given who I am and what I'’ve been through.

It'’s all right.

I understand.

Was Francis harsh with you?

No.

Not half as harsh as my mother was.

She has been pressing me mercilessly for an heir.

Even knowing what I'’ve endured.

Mary, has your mother been acting herself?

Why do you ask?

At the party, Lola was...

well, fairly levitating after she had something

to drink of your mother'’s. My mother'’s?

- There was clearly - some powerful narcotic in it. - Is Lola all right?

She was in better spirits than I'’ve ever seen.

Much like others I'’ve encountered

who have ingested opiates or other such herbs.

Mother did try to give me

a miraculous new medicine she'’d found.

Well, the miracle is that Marie can still walk straight,

much less give you counsel.

Bash.

You'’re here-- I was missing you.

Yes, it looks like you'’ve been grieving my absence.

Well, you'’re here now.

May I offer you some champagne?

What'’s all this for?

Is it for us to look past your hatred of us?

Then why seduce my wife?

Why don'’t we go for a walk, Baron?

Get some air.

Where did you get those?

Bash, please, not now.

Every time I turn around, he'’s beside you.

You were supposed to meet me.

I sent a message with Antoine'’s page.

Did you not get it?

He never sent the message, Kenna.

Well, I'’ll have a word with my page

and see what happened. No message?

Are you sure...?

You'’re a manipulator.

And a liar.

Bash, please, just talk to me.

Antoine is a liar. He tricked me.

But it was you who put yourself in a position to be tricked.

I planned a party.

I am not excusing Antoine'’s deception.

I'’m wondering why it is so hard for you to trust me.

Look at yourself-- he'’s all over you.

The gown, those jewels.

You may not have strayed explicitly,

but clearly you want more than you have.

I do-- I want a good life, and a husband to share it with.

And I'’m sick of being judged for it just because you want less.

Less comfort.

Less responsibility.

Less of me.

You.

How have I offended you now?

One question.

Could sex with you be simple?

Not scary?

Just two people.

Or is there something

unimaginably dirty or odd involved?

Ow.

Maybe...

I'’m ready to find out.

Lola,

I can tell that you'’re not

in your right mind at the moment.

Oh, not you, too.

And though you are heart-breakingly tempting,

were we to come together, I would want the real you.

She smells of ointment.

Escort Lady Lola to her chambers.

Have the physician check on her.

Watch over her.

He didn'’t even offer me a bath.

And he always offers a bath.

What are these herbs you'’ve been taking, Mother?

Some kind of opiate?

You nearly poisoned my friend.

My dear, I am sorry

I have been such an inadequate mother...

Answer the question.

What are you doing

to dull your ache for power?

Do you really miss sitting on my throne that much?

I am dying.

And I'’m leaving you alone

to a terribly uncertain future.

But you look...

The physicians say it originated in my lymph

and lungs.

I'’ve been taking tinctures in increasing amounts.

I can'’t go without them for even a day,

or the pain is unbearable.

You will stay here, then.

We will take care of you. Our physicians...

We are past that.

Listen to me.

I must go back.

James is weak, and I must help him

with the nobles for as long as I am able.

I wanted the world for you.

I wanted France and England to fall at your feet.

But I cannot protect you when I'’m gone.

I couldn'’t even protect you when you needed it most.

Nobody could.

But I survived.

You are a fighter.

Fight for yourself, your country,

your throne.

Have an heir.

Be... unassailable.

Lay down your burdens, Mother,

so I am no longer your worry.

I promise you,

I will let no one--

not Elizabeth, not any usurper--

take my country from me.

Since I was a babe,

I have been a queen.

Since a child,

I have been alone on foreign soil.

I know how to keep my life, my crown,

and I will.

Well, I'’ve-I've been looking for you.

Well, stay away from me.

I sent back your gowns, your jewels.

I won'’t be your revenge against this family, against my husband.

That'’s not what I want.

I want you.

You think that because I was the king'’s mistress

that I'’m easy prey?

I don'’t want you to be revenge.

I don'’t want you to be my mistress.

I want you to be my wife.

I'’m a man who knows what he wants.

And I have never wanted anyone as much as I want you.

You'’re married.

Jeanne is dying.

They say she won'’t live another month.

And it should tell you something about the state of our union

that she doesn'’t want me by her side.

When she'’s gone, I'’ll take another wife.

I'’m married.

It was an act of a mad king,

which even your Church would overturn.

Forgive me,

but I know the facts.

I also know that your husband occupies a station

that no woman of your upbringing could be happy with.

And now you insult me.

You don'’t know what makes me happy.

I saw you happy yesterday.

And...

if you are less than happy

in your every day, I wonder if you might entertain a way out.

A life with me.

A chance to be a queen.

I was going to ask you how your evening went with Mary,

but I think I know.

It'’s over.

There'’s no chance of us having an heir.

If that makes Mary a less attractive rival

for the English throne, so be it.

I'’ll find a way to navigate the politics.

On her behalf and ours.

Francis, look at me.

I'’m not surprised that Mary is

still incapable of being intimate.

And it'’s true, you may never recover what you had.

For Mary'’s sake, I hope that you do,

but if not, you are my child,

my concern in this moment.

What makes you happy?

Your son?

A family?

You have that right now.

What are you saying?

I have the deepest compassion for Mary.

But you wear the crown.

Without joy or happiness

in this life, its weight will crush your spirit into dust.

Mary has released me to take anyone I wish.

I haven'’t even entertained the possibility. Not yet.

Whatever you decide, I support you.

And if someone here at court should bring you joy,

let yourself have it.

Look at his face.

Will you take him in?

Last night...

I am mortified and so sorry.

I'’m surprised you even remember.

Every granular detail.

Oh, Francis, the things I said...

It'’s all right.

They were nice things to hear.

From a friend.

I did specify that, didn'’t I?

That I was saying them in friendship?

You did, absolutely.

You were perhaps less friendly

about the Von Amsbergs'’ baby'’s ears.

Oh, God, I...

Two guinea hen pies-- one for you and one for me.

Though I could eat three.

Sharlene, I don'’t have any money.

Take a peek.

Made it all in one night, thanks to you.

That'’s two months' rent.

That party was swarming with eager gentlemen.

Tables and tables of food-- roast duck, a whole pig.

You went inside the party?

My new friend invited me.

Found a dark corner.

He was touchy about the cold.

Easiest money I ever made.

Highborn gentlemen, nothing particularly nasty asked.

I want to do it again.

Sharlene, I can'’t risk you being discovered at these parties.

We'’ll be hush.

Never saying anything about you.

- "We"? - My friends.

All you have to do is tell us about the parties

and dress us up.

Make us look... right.

It sounds easy enough,

but that'’s not the future I envisioned for myself.

It doesn'’t have to be your whole future.

Just the right now future.

There'’s money in it for you, Greer.

There'’s money in it for all of us.

Oh, well,

all right, then.

All right.

The herbs are to soften the pain,

because my mother is dying.

Oh, Mary.

Is there no hope for recovery?

No.

And if I am to secure my rule in her absence,

I must take drastic action.

I'’m going to return to Scotland to rule in person,

to remind my people

that I am their queen.

You'’re leaving, permanently?

Francis agrees with this?

No, he is unaware.

Mary, whatever you need, I will help you.

There is more.

I am done being a vessel

for other people'’s wishes and fears.

I will not wait for a child, or anyone,

to secure my life and future.

I am seizing it.

And in that light,

what I want is so clear.

I want you.

At my side, as you have been these many months.

I know it is a huge request, and I urge you to think on it.

Because if you say yes, you could be risking your life.

Come to Scotland with me.

Where we can be together.

A new life for us both.

Antoine. What are you doing here?

Basking in my triumphs.

You'’re not this pleased over a simple party.

Hardly.

I'’m pleased for you, brother.

Bravo.

I'’ve had a message from England.

Queen Elizabeth wants a stronghold in France,

an alliance with a powerful noble with a famous name.

She wants you.

Do you hear me?

Elizabeth.

No, y-you'’re lying. It can'’t be true.

Elizabeth is inviting you to court her.

To see if you will be her king.

I can'’t.

Why?

Because you want Mary?

Because you'’re waiting to be beheaded

at the first mention of adultery?

You could be ruling England by Elizabeth'’s side.

And after that, France.

Elizabeth is your future.