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You are truly a weaver.

I didn't finish.

In time, you will complete your forespell

and your familiar will be revealed.

I am no charlatan.

My kind are loyal to the crown, Lord Burghley,

Then why keep this marriage secret from Her Majesty?

I've sent ambassadors to Bohemia to retrieve Kelley.

-The Emperor rebuffed them. -Very well, Your Majesty.

I will bring you Kelley.

Then I may forgive your recent mistakes.

This is what mating is. An unspeakable urge to possess you,

body and soul. The rage that feeds on it.

Matthew.

I am nothing without Diana!

I have done all that I can do to help you.

Stay away from her.

-Kit? -Louisa!

-I came to see my brother. -We have much to discuss.

Your heart's broken, and yet it still beats for him.

The Book of Life was in this possession.

He tore three of its pages out.

Kelley claims to have bequeathed a single page

to each of the three species.

Is everything all right?

I don't think so.

You know, there's a part of me that can imagine staying here,

building a life together, you, me and Jack.

Hmm. If only it were that simple.

But we don't belong in this time.

Perhaps we've already been here too long.

Why can't I come with you today?

The Queen can be unpredictable at the best of times.

But when someone has failed her, she can be especially vengeful.

You're being overprotective.

This is not about me protecting you, Diana.

This is about your presence making matters even worse.

Find the way with your magic so we can return to the present.

I'll escort you to Goody Allsop's.

Oh, Diana, we've missed you.

She has been unwell.

We feared she would not survive the winter.

Goody?

I told you I'd come back.

Oh!

Perhaps you are the tonic I require.

Much has happened for us since you've been away.

Agnes Sampson was tortured.

And Scotland is aflame with witch hunts.

The persecutions are spreading south like wildfire.

We are the last of the weavers now.

I'll see what I can do to quell any anxiety at Whitehall.

Master Roydon.

Your countenance has changed since we last met.

The dark clouds that circled you

have lifted somewhat.

Kind of you to say.

But there is something else.

I'm pregnant.

That's impossible.

Apparently not.

Vampires reproduce through resurrection.

This child would be overturning

thousands of years, millennia, of biology.

It's funny, I...

I felt different.

But I didn't dare to entertain the thought.

This is uncharted territory, Diana.

We have to get back to our own time as soon as we can.

What about Jack?

I hate the idea of leaving him as much as you do.

I'll ensure that he's well looked after.

First, I must placate the Queen.

Then I'll make arrangements for Jack.

We can't go back yet, Matthew. Not until I perfect my magic.

I still have the final knots to master.

I will meet with the Queen alone.

And I will buy you the time that you need.

Goody, are you sure you're well enough?

I'm not dead yet, Diana.

To return to your own time, you need to complete your training.

Shall I fetch the others?

With haste please, Susanna.

Matthew, going to court.

I thought you'd gone forever.

What of the witch? Are you free of her?

Kit, why can't you understand?

As long as Diana and I are alive, we will never be parted.

Never.

You have mastered knot three, Diana,

but there are 10 knots. Still much to do.

I see them. The threads of the universe.

You are humming with a new and powerful energy.

I can feel it.

You know what to do.

With knot of one, the spell is begun.

With knot of two, the spell is true.

With knot of three, the spell is free.

With knot of four, the power is stored.

With knot of five, the spell will thrive.

With knot of six, this spell I fix.

With knot of seven, the spell will waken.

It is a firedrake!

Focus, Diana.

What do I call you?

Oh!

Your familiar will return when she is needed.

For now, you must focus on the knots.

Her Majesty is keen to hear why you failed your mission.

Perhaps your appearance will distract her from a crippling toothache.

-Your Majesty. -Silence.

I wanted Kelley.

Kelley is a charlatan,

but Emperor Rudolf will not part with him.

Falsehoods and lies ooze from your mouth

like drool from a dog!

The Emperor's odious ambassador

informed me that you preferred to liberate a book!

The clove oil!

Your Majesty.

It is the book I spoke of, Your Majesty.

The book of greatness to all creatures.

But not to me.

I beg forgiveness, Your Majesty.

You are a changed man, Shadow.

I tire of your false deference.

You will hand over the book forthwith, so I may return it to the Ambassador.

I'm sorry.

It was stolen en route from Bohemia.

Is that so?

Lord Burghley,

you will oversee an immediate search of Master Roydon's home.

It would be my pleasure, Your Majesty.

-I will gladly accompany... -You will remain here

until he returns.

Should you be caught in a lie,

your punishment shall be grave indeed.

Flee

and I will treat your wife like the witch that she is.

-This has nothing to do... -One more word

and your severed head will adorn the palace gates.

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