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God save the King.

Your father passed
into God's mercy, Your Grace.

- Maggie, I will see you freed from here.
- You have no power, Catherine.

We are at the mercy of the Tudors.

Lina, I ask you this...

That you will pledge yourself to me
and our new family.

I've made a marriage plan
for my sister, Princess Mary.

And Charles, who is to be your husband,
is my Spanish nephew.

A pardon.

You may return to court
with all your children.

You will be looked after.

The army marches out to Kent.

I go with them and then
perhaps to war in France.

I love you.

Harry, tell me what my fate shall be.

The Spanish girl
will destroy us all.

If Harry marries her, he is cursed.

No boys, no heirs.

We do not fear the morrow.

We make it as king and wife.

Your... Your Grace?

If my father is to visit...

I will wear the most precious one.

Bessie, bring the crown.

- Your Grace.
- Good evening, Your Grace.

Chaplain Wolsey.

Unhand me at once.

How dare you touch your queen?

This is an outrage.

No, the outrage...

is that you've been
too many hours away from me.

A queen must ready

for the King of Spain's arrival.

Her lips are moving,
but I cannot hear a word.

Take care, my lord...

or you may lose your kingship.

I think you'd be more upset
than I if that fate

should befall me.

He is here, your father.

The last steps will be delicate,

but I have made a vow to Henry,
and I will deliver on it.

Oviedo will be glad.

The troops are tired
of waiting at the coast.

The French have felt the heat of our gaze,

but if my father joins us, and we sail,
then they will feel our weapons.

Oh...

Maggie, I will take him now.

Oh, hello, my handsome prince.

My little jewel, Henry.

Come, meet your tricky abuelo.

Ursula.

Lady mother, here.

Henry.

Reggie, we're going to meet
Catherine's father,

the King of Spain.

Well, he's only king
because he stole the crown

from his daughter, Joanna,
and threw her in the madhouse.

Princess Mary.

Well, next it will belong to you.

Oh, heavens.

Is that who I've been betrothed
to all this time?

You could slice bread with that chin.

Look how rich his clothes are, Mary.

You could bathe in gold.

His Imperial Highness,
King Ferdinand of Aragon and Castile,

and his heir and grandson,
Charles of Burgundy.

We present to you the English court.

Your Graces, welcome.

Welcome
to Westminster Palace, I am Princess Mary.

I believe you are to be my husband.

Where is Katalina?

Behold...

my son and heir,

the future king of England,

Henry IX!

We welcome our Spanish guests,

my father, King Ferdinand,
my nephew Charles.

We hope that soon you will be
England's family, too.

King "Henary."

We meet.

Welcome to our court.

We hope before too many suns have set

that we'll seal a Holy League
between our two great nations

and avenge the Pope

for the lands the French
have stolen from him.

Together, we will have war against France.

But first, we eat.

We have this pescado...

but bigger.

I bring sugared grapes for you,

your favorite.

Remember?

Take one.

Please, enjoy our... Camelot.

He's shorter than I imagined.

He is challenged by you.

You should take it as a compliment.

Charles, when we are wed
and you are King of Spain,

will we rule together
like my brother and Queen Catherine?

If my lady wishes it.

My lady wishes for more wine.

My Princess.

A young mischief and mystery.

There's no mystery in Mary.

Mm, she acts giddy,
but she can play the role

in seven languages.

I'm quite sure of it.

Uh, Thomas...

a scholar, statesman,
educator, and great intellect.

Mary, he will best you,
so do not even try to take him on.

I wouldn't dream of it.

- I'm Thomas More.
- Lady Margaret Pole.

Pleasure.

I've recently had the honor

of being appointed
undersheriff to the King.

Your reputation goes before you.

Is it true you nearly left the law
to take religious orders?

I did. I spent a happy year
with Carthusian monks outside the city,

but, alas, it was not my calling.

Excuse me.

Are we the center of the world, Charlie?

Of course we are.

A shame that Meg is not here, then.

I'm sure your sister's having
a splendid time

with her dashing Scottish king.

Come on, sit up. You haven't finished yet.

Uh, no. Stop it.

Food is for eating and not throwing.

Ah, my love!

What a perfect sight you all make.

James, your son is throwing food.

Ah, he's a boy!

I'll not have his wings clipped
by a woman.

I told you not to make gunpowder
when you're drunk.

That is not clipping your wings.
It's saving your life.

Well, if we don't try our hand at science,
we'll never learn anything new, hen, eh?

Will you tend to them?

How much do I look like a queen to you?

I'm covered in the mess of your children.

Remind me again,
how many of them are mine?

Oh, yes, just two.

Aye.

Precious they are, too,
my love, the ones that lived.

While Catherine, Queen of England...

Negasi, will you stop playing, please?

It soothes the soul, Your Grace.

Catherine writes that her father
is visiting London

and all of Christendom celebrates her
for the pact she is negotiating

between England, Spain, and Burgundy.

Even the Pope has praised her for it.

James...

What is that?

Teeth.

That's a Douglas,
and that one's a Stewart.

If they're gonna kill each other,
they may as well be used for science.

Catherine unites.

We should do the same with the clans.

Ah, even the Bruce
found that tough weather.

That's why England lords it over us.

My brother sent me here to make the peace
between our countries, and we have that.

And if Catherine can engage
in the running of her country,

so can I.

Stick to what you're good at...
Keeping house and raising bairns.

These English lied to you
and cast you out. They starved you.

It was the King's grandmother,
Lady Margaret, who stood against me,

and she is gone.

Yet here you are. By God's will
and your own, you have endured,

and now you are their Queen.

I wish for Spain and England
to be strong together.

This French campaign against the Pope
must be defeated.

If we unite, we can achieve that.

You wish to make war with France
for the sake of the Pope,

or maybe you want to win back
your own land?

France could be another golden ball

to ornament your Camelot.

You cannot countenance
the actions of the French.

Seizing lands so close to Rome,
it's an insult to the papacy.

It is an outrage, and my mother
would've ridden out already.

Your mother knew war
like she knew the Eucharist,

but you, "Henary,"

what do you know about war?

You are not a general.

I've had my foundry in Greenwich

forge new armor like the world
has never seen.

You will be glad of it, if...

When we face the French together.

Es la calidad, Katalina.

It is the quality
of the man within the metal

that is the key.

Well, I'll show you
both the metal of the suits

and the mettle of the men who wear them.

We'll have a joust.

Katalina...

whose interests do you tend to,

your husband's or España?

Father...

I am a steadfast daughter and a true wife.

I am loyal to Spain and to Henry.

Who is here?

Should I defend myself?

Oviedo!

Oh!

Allah be praised, but you smell good.

Oh, I smell of mutton fat.

They ate a whole farm in there tonight.

Wh... why are you back from Dover?

General Howard.
He gives us leave.

They say we will sail
and should rest before campaign,

but I believe this when it happens.

Mm, Catherine's father is here now
with the King and Queen.

If he agrees to join them,
you will have your war.

Good.

Then I praise God.

You look tired.

King Henry wears out
the spirits of his men

before they have even crossed into France.

I wonder if he even knows
how to use an army.

Well...

...I know how to use you.

Can you see, Reggie?

Master Pole.

Master More.

Lady Pole.

- Uh, this is my wife, Alice.
- Ma'am.

My daughters, Margaret,
Elizabeth, and Cicely.

Milady.

Was that book given to you
at Sheen Priory?

- Hmm.
- That's the most response

I've had out of him all year.

A silent order at such a young age,
it can take its toll.

I don't wish to speak out of turn, but...

he is in dire need of a tutor.

I... I don't suppose you would...

It would be an honor.

My daughters now speak
better Latin than I do

and correct me far too often.

It would actually be a bit of a blessing

to believe that I still
have some wisdom to impart.

And thank you.

Lady Pole.

Lady Pole...

I was hoping that I may wear
your colors as I ride.

- I don't...
- Mother...

this gentleman is speaking to you.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Lord Stafford!

William Compton,
groom of the King's stool.

Here, Compton.

No, Henry.

Be sure to win.

I will tie this to my saddle.

Master Brandon, may I assist the King?

The King has already a squire.

But you may fetch him some ale.

The young, they think
they are invincible, Katalina.

The King is invincible.

No one is invincible, Katalina,

no one.

This is leadership, Father.

He rides with your family emblem
on his horse.

It's so romantic.

My lord.

Edward, I'm sorry.

Bloody dogs can have it.

Do not fret, my lady.

I can still admire you with my left eye.

Oh, can you stand?

King Henry, unharmed in armors
from his foundry!

I should've worn the same.

And yet, behold Lord Stafford,

born with English steel in his bones.

God save the King.

God save the King!

God save the King!

God save the Queen!

God save the Queen!

God save the Queen!

Katalina is her mother's daughter.

She has convinced me.

King Henry...

you will have your war with France

and your treaty with Spain.

God be praised!

Mwah.

And Charles?

All of us, united?

We will rise up for the Pope.

You may consult
with my daughter on all matters

as though you speak directly to me.

She's the will of Spain.

You honor me, Father, thank you.

You deserve it.

Tomorrow I return to Spain.

We will ready for our war.

My father says
we should send troops

to San Sebastian,
and he will join us there.

Sail to bloody Spain?

Your Grace, we're meant
to be invading France.

We only have to cross the Channel.

Our aim is to deal with the French threat
to Rome, Your Grace.

A resolute march southeast is needed.

England has a strong claim
to the Duchy of Guyenne,

which is nearby,
and we can swell our numbers there.

Aquitaine was taken by the French.

Their citizens yearn
to be under English rule again.

So let's give them that

and land a blow to King Louis' arrogance.

My father's army
will head north to meet us.

That's good, Your Grace.

My father is a boastful man.

He will wish to make a grand display
of military power,

and he will have that
as we march together into France.

You are formidable, my queen.

I'm in admiration.

I have worked hard to build
this treaty with my father.

He appoints you his regent.

It's a symbol of his trust in you.

A miracle.

He was jealous of my mother's strength.

He could do nothing to challenge her,

and so he would try to weaken
my sister and I at every turn.

Then he has changed.

When Harry...

When the King wanted to marry me,

my father wouldn't pay my dowry
until he needed something in return.

But, yes...

I think he sees me now
as worthy of respect.

Perhaps he finally feels guilt
about Joanna.

Your poor sister was felled
by a disorder of the mind.

So my father says.

The nuns of Tordesillas tend to her.

You think your father put her there
to take Spain for himself.

Your Grace, your father has entrusted you

because he knows
that by your word and your deed,

you will exalt him,

as you also exalt the whole of England.

Thank you...

Thomas.

Thank you.

How wonderful to have
our trust in Spain at last.

He has the eyes of a hawk.

He follows my every move.

I count the days
until I can take him hunting.

I love that you would feed
our son yourself.

- All other princes have wet nurses.
- Mm.

Thank you.

You have given me so much, Catherine.

Mm.

Hello.

I have given you
a new Spanish army to play with.

I do it all for you...

...and for this country,

for our Camelot.

Move out, to France!

And when the French are routed,

the Scots will lose their wealthy patron
and be less trouble on the borders.

My warrior queen.

Hmm.

The Douglases have no respect

for any other clan.

Your Grace, we ask for reparations
for the raids carried out

by these buck-eared cocksuckers
on our Lowland settlements...

- Oh, aye...
- Aye, go on then, Crown Prince Mary Jane!

Get your fucking sword out!

And by thunderous God,

what makes you think it was us
in your lands?

Because the ale had been drunk
and all the sheep were pregnant.

Ah, hen,
and I told you this was, uh...

men's work.

Oh, for the love of God
and all the saints,

you call yourselves men.

My children are better behaved.

Your Grace, what's a woman doing here?

I am your queen,
Alexander Stewart, you pig!

Your Grace, this is a clan meeting.

We can't see it
turned into a sewing circle.

Please, Father, let us not stoop
to humiliating the wife of our king...

You shut your face, Angus.

She's English, and the English
are the cause of all our troubles.

True, true.

Cannae trust the English

nae more than a randy Douglas
in a sheep pen!

My lord...

perhaps you would like
to discipline the nobles

that would insult your queen
so spitefully.

Aye, how should I?

How about one Douglas, one Stewart,
hung, drawn, and quartered?

Ooh!

Ah, but look what you have achieved,

my bonnie love.

The clans united as neither
Robert the Bruce

nor William Wallace could've hoped for,

and all because of their contempt
for the English.

Well...

Well, she may not punch like a Stewart,
but she could well pass for a Douglas.

My beautiful angel...

...I write to you with a heavy heart.

We wait upon the cold, wet fields
of San Sebastian.

We wait and wait,
but my Spanish brothers do not come.

Fuck.

Some of my own men leave me...

...risking the noose rather than rot
in these cold, empty lands.

Where is King Ferdinand?

Highness.

Oviedo writes to me.

He says the Tudor army wait,

and yet your father's army does not come.

Oh, he's on his way.

He wrote to me that bad weather
delayed them.

Do you know how far away he is?

It will light the spirits of the men
if I can share this with them.

He will reach them
long before your letter gets there.

The spring has been too wet,

but now the summer comes,
the ground is dry,

the horses fast, and the men sure-footed.

But forgive me, Highness.

This was not what was agreed.

You know yourself he can play tricks.

Lina, I have told you he is coming.

Be satisfied with it.

My love, my husband.

You are not forsaken.

Not by your King nor your Queen.

They wait for better weather, that is all.

And I send you joyful news...

...I am with child,
and you will be a father.

He waits as you do.

How a child will bless us

and give us joy!

How strange and wonderful
that seems to me.

Win your war, my brave man...

...and come home to me...

to us.

Maggie.

Your Grace.

Hold out your hands
with the palms facing up.

I do not understand.

Today marks the anniversary
of the death of Sir Richard.

We do not forget,

myself and the King.

This is for sorrow.

This is for healing.

When you pray for your husband's soul,

hold one in each hand.

Squeeze them tightly.

I will.

Thank you.

How are the children?

Has Reggie...

He still does not speak to me.

Then the healing is for Reggie also.

Catherine...

thank you.

Your Grace, a letter for you.

It has your father's seal.

Here, I'll take him.

Have they met the English army?

Fetch my clothes.

I will see the King.

Do you think we lost the war?

Leave us.

Um, please go.

What is it?

He is not coming.

My father,
he has taken his army to Navarre,

200 miles to the south,

to reclaim his lands there
from the French.

Why... why would he do that?

He has used us as a decoy

to draw the French,
leaving Navarre open for him to take.

He has betrayed us, Henry.

The alliance was a lie.

I am sorry that I...

trusted him.

He...

has humiliated both of us.

It is my fault.

Don't worry, we will play again.

Take it.

We have been betrayed.

Two hundred thousand ducats wasted.

Two thousand soldiers dead

from hunger or disease.

"Tricky as a fox"...

turned out to be true.

Bring our men home now.

I apologize to this council.

Your Grace, you must not blame yourself.

I believed my father's sincerity,

but he betrayed us.

Not the Spanish.

Him alone.

The shame is not our queen's.

She did what any dutiful daughter
would've done...

but her father is a lying bastard!

Council is adjourned.

Henry!

The King's mood will settle.

I will arrange a stag hunt for him.
He needs to burn this off.

We have worked so hard together
to build this...

this...

Camelot, yes.

You and the King are young...

idealistic.

But he must shake the glister
of youth from his eyes

and be a man and king for England,

and you must do what England loves you for

and radiate your light

and your beauty and your kindness.

I tried to warn you
about your father, Highness,

but now the English people say we Spanish
are all the same,

just like him,

and we cannot be trusted.

All of us must live with this,
not only you.

The thought makes you faint, does it?

Lina, is it the baby?

Baby?

Bessie, would you fetch some ale

for the Queen?

You...

...are with child?

Yes, Highness.

How long?

I think...

three months.

But you didn't tell me.

I did not want to tell you when...

you had so much to occupy your mind.

My father...

he took the grape.

He used to promise me that this time,
he'd let me take it.

Then he'd do it again...

...and again.

Now again.

Have I become like him...

...so you no longer trust me?

Am I so changed
that we are no longer friends?

That is your choice, Catherine.

You are the Queen. I am your lady.

Whether or not we are friends

is in your gift, not mine.

This place, the palace...

it is not a home.

It is like a gaming board,

and they all play the games.

You too.

You play them very well.

But I do not wish to play.

I merely wish to live my simple life.

I am happy for you, Lina.

Go.

You should rest.

When you are fuller in your term,

you may stay home
until you are ready to return to me...

...for your child's sake.

You are better than your father.

You show strength

but humility...

...courage and patience.

And you do something
your mother and father could not do.

You ask questions of others
as well as handing them orders.

You have a good heart, Catherine.

This storm will pass.

Henry...

...may I attend your bed tonight?

I'm tired.

Good night, Your Grace.

Well, that was a bollocking waste of time.

General Howard...

my lord Stafford...

...good men of England...

...we are sorry.

You brave men did not deserve
to languish in such ignominy.

King Ferdinand...

King Ferdinand betrayed you...

and me, too.

But you did not betray yourselves.

Captain Oviedo, step forward.

Your Grace.

We're told you worked
tirelessly to maintain morale,

that you even brought back
some who deserted.

The Queen wishes to bestow
a gift upon you.

Oviedo of Maceta,

for your service to England,
we make you a commoner knight.

Receive the title knight banneret...

with our gratitude.

Think of it as a personal apology

on behalf of her country.

I think of this as a blessing
from my queen.

I'm going hunting.

Hello.

He's teething.

I will take him for a while.

Okay.

Come, come.

We will speak to God

and ask Him to forgive your mother's pride

and guide her in the future.

Come on.

Holy Father...

...forgive me for my sins.

Give me Your wisdom.

Holy Father...

...I was tempted by...

...by vanity.

I turned away from You.

Holy Father...

...help my husband.

Heal his heart.

Henry...

Henry?

Henry!

Hen... Henry!

Henry.

Henry!

Catherine...

Highness.

Catherine...

...the King wishes to see you.

I have waited for you.

I know.

I know now what you felt
when your mother died and you...

...you said you could not help

but feel that she was cold
under the ground.

Henry, will he have
enough swaddling around him?

My love...

...my poor, sweet love.

Why? Why?

Why would God...

Does He punish us? Is this punishment?

Why would He?

I love you, Catherine.

And I will love you and love you,

and we will have another son,

and he will be strong
because we are so strong.

Yes.

Yes.

I cannot lose you.

I cannot lose you, Henry.

My love, I'm sorry.

You, most of all,

will understand Catherine's suffering.

Not another child, not another.

Oh, that poor wee boy.

Hey.

If you wish to ride south to see her...

No, I'll stay in Scotland

and do my duty...

...and I'll grieve in private.

You're a fine queen, Meg,

and a good wife.

You'll win the hearts
of Scotland in no time.

When I next see Catherine, I will...

hold her close.

She is hermana...

sister.

To my daughter, Katalina.

I write to you from my new lands
in Navarre,

which I know will twist the knife.

The game of politics and kingship
is a hard one,

and you and your young bull
must learn to play if you would win.

Don't be bitter like the English...

...be proud and brave, Castilian...

...as your mother was.

You are still a child of Spain.

And you are mine.

"Do not be like the English."

Henry...

...you were right to speak of strength.

We were strong enough
to build this Camelot.

Now we must be even stronger to keep it.

Why do I speak...

and not the King?

Because your pain is mine
and I have caused it.

We were children...

but we are not children anymore.

Our innocence is lost.

And our new wisdom forged in pain...

and grief...

and terrible sadness.

We have lost our precious son...

...and we have also lost
our dignity to Spain.

My father wrote to gloat

about his victory,

but I will tell you this...

we do not drown when we feel grief.

We do not shy from our mistakes,

and we do not stand
to be betrayed by allies!

We called you here

because the whole of England
must know this.

I am reborn.

I am English!

God save King Henry!

God save the King!
God save the King!

God save
Queen Catherine of England!

God save the Queen!

God save the Queen! God save the Queen!

God save the Queen!

We will go to war with France...

but this time on our own.

God save the Queen!
God save the Queen!

England, you shall have your victory,

and you will also have
a new heir from my womb.

I stand here as a daughter of England,
and I make you that promise.

God save the Queen!
God save the Queen!

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