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Tell me again why your mother

had to go all the way to Italy

to build your brother a palace
in the middle of Paris.

It is always preferable to keep
business within the family.

May we present
Alessandro de Medici.

I do hope I'm not interrupting.

Are you sure you can handle
the English queen?

She's never negotiated
with a Bourbon.

Now, what is this rumor
of a Protestant saint

in France, Sister Edith,

a pastor who led her flock
through the flames?

The Duke of Guise
is wanted for questioning.

- On whose orders?
- The king's.

We have to act
before things get

even further out of control.

I face problems
of a different kind.

I'm ambitious.

New friend?
An apprentice.

Are you ready to be born again?

I am.

Oh!

Help!

Whoa.

I knew what awaited my return,

and yet somehow
I still hoped to elude fate.

Majesty.

Tell me.

Hercule's wound
has become infected.

The poison has entered
his bloodstream

and has probably
now passed to the brain.

His life is in grave danger.

Hercule, I'm here.

Mother,
I'm perfectly all right.

Of course you are, my darling.

I don't know
what all the fuss is about.

He's gone, isn't he?

I am so sorry.

The grief of losing a child

who you were put
on this Earth to protect

is unbearable.

They say it gets easier
with time.

But of course,
that's just a lie.

My son is dead.

The Duke of Guise
has been arrested

against my instruction

while the Second
Prince of the Blood

travels to England
on terms I have not agreed to.

Had I known my counsel
would be so easily ignored,

I might not have returned.

You told me to trust myself.

And now I would ask you
to do the same.

Circumstances changed
after your departure.

I had to act.

Circumstances changed
because there's

a fucking terrorist
on the loose.

We should be riding
into the woods

to kill this bitch
and her deranged followers,

but no, instead
my brother rots in jail.

If there is a terrorist
on the loose,

it's one the Guises created.

It's not like anyone
just wakes up one day

and decides
to become a terrorist.

They have to be driven to it.

Honestly, if you believe that,

then you really,
really are an idiot.

Aha, exactly,

which means people like you
do underestimate me.

Edith is willing to sacrifice
for her followers.

She can be reasoned with.

The same way her followers
reasoned with Hercule?

The murder of
Hercule and the imprisonment

of the Duke of Guise
has Catholic blood boiling.

And since it seems
everyone survived this fire,

my brother--
who it cannot be proven

had anything to do with it,
by the way--

did not actually kill anyone.

Therefore, I'm demanding the
release of the Duke of Guise

so he can lead
the French army into battle

with this fake prophet
and her followers.

Excellent logic:
my brother didn't kill anyone,

so please release him
so he can.

Precisely, dickhead.

The cardinal is not in
a position to demand anything.

We would not be
in this situation

if it were not
for the impetuous nature

of the House of Guise.

However, the circumstances
have changed, as the king says.

The duke must be
released immediately

on the condition he takes
no further military action.

You can't expect me
to just reverse my decision.

It is the price of peace.

I have my credibility
to consider.

Well, your credibility with
the French people will survive.

Actually, it will increase

'cause right now,
you have none.

Do you actually know
any French people?

I will not reverse my decision.

After Anjou's latest antics,
it is more important than ever

the people see that I stand
for law and order.

Of course, you could always
arrest Anjou.

That is my brother
you're talking about,

despite what I may think
of him.

OK.

Then why don't we ask
the Holy Roman Emperor

when he gets here?

The Holy Roman Emperor
is coming here?

Oh, yeah, he's coming.

So I hope everyone's been good.

Did you agree to this?

He wanted to show his respect.

It's the least we can do
for Hercule.

Oh, my God.

If you think that
that is all he wants,

then you are less prepared
for rule than I thought.

I am your king.

And from now on, if I want
your advice, I will ask for it.

Is that understood?

Your Majesty.

You're angry for the counsel
I gave the king

while you were away.

I hope you know my motives
are the same as yours.

I want peace.

I will not stand in the way
of the duke's release

if you promise me no harm
will come to Edith.

A condition for your queen?

I am a loyal friend.

But cross me on this,
and we will be enemies.

And now a threat.

A regrettable fact.

My condolences for Hercule.

He was too good for this world.

When David struck Goliath...

who did God say was to blame?

What had been but the faintest
ember when I left

had grown into a raging fire.

The boy with nothing
but a slingshot

who stood up to a giant.

No.

No.

So what are we to do
when we are beaten

by those who deem themselves
appointed by God?

- Beat them back.
- Yes, beat them back.

And now they say that the king

blames us for the death
of his brother.

They say that his soldiers
will come for us,

that they will cut off my head

and put it on the palace wall
for decoration.

- We'll never let them do that.
- Never.

Well, I say,

let them come.

Let them have my head.

No!

I say, we will not run.

No!
We will not hide.

No!
Never!

If this is what God
wants from us,

let us offer up
our lives willingly.

Drink this.

We're gonna fight.

Ugh.

Let our blood
water his forest.

Yes.

Let flowers grow where we fall.

Let God's will be done.

No.

And what do you have, hmm?

Fuck me, it smells
like a cheap brothel in here.

Spent a lot of time
in cheap brothels, have you?

Yeah, I have,
in my work with the needy.

Anjou, can we speak alone?

Fuck off.

When I do that,
it means fuck off.

Be gentle with him.

I hear you've been
a naughty boy, Anjou,

and not your usual mischief

but a very bad boy indeed.

Right.

Well, I'll say
a few Hail Marys,

and then you can fuck off.

You can do, but it's not
gonna bring him back, is it?

No.

Look, it must be horrible having
that on your conscience.

I didn't throw
that fucking rock,

so I don't know why
everyone's blaming me.

Well, at least his sacrifice
wasn't in vain.

Well, what's that
supposed to mean?

You started a trend, Anjou.

The Catholic League,
have you heard of them?

Basically, they're a bunch
of deranged zealots

connected to the Vatican.

Apparently,
they've been performing

third baptisms of their own,

drowning Protestants
all across the country.

It's quite a flattering homage
if you ask me.

So I'm a mass murderer now?

That depends
on how you look at it.

I like to think you've struck
a blow for Catholic freedom,

one that has resonated
across the land.

The people love you, Anjou.

What?

I th-thought they think
I'm a deviant.

That was last month.

This is now.

What do you want?

I want you to lead a military
expedition into the woods

to avenge
your brother's death.

Without the king's leave?

My mother would kill me, literally.

Not if the
Holy Roman Emperor backs us,

and he will when he gets here
for your brother's funeral.

Of course.

History's calling
your name now, Anjou.

I think we both know
the king's not up to it.

You do this, and you will
be celebrated by Catholics

all over the country.

Anyway, I think you've always
known it was gonna be you.

Come on.

Should we pray
for God's guidance?

In the name
of the Father, and of the Son,

and of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Amen.

Philip, I need you.

I'm here, Father.

Told you.

God, he looks like shit.

Is that really him?
Yeah.

Looks like the old boy's
lost a step or two.

Hello.
Welcome to France.

Thank you.

We must stop meeting
at funerals.

People will talk.

And yet I doubt you are here
to offer condolences

for a prince who was only
third in line to the throne.

You underestimate my sentiment,

though I do have other issues
to discuss with you.

Oh, dear.

Dear, oh, dear.

Thank you.

I think you will agree...

...that we find ourselves
in perilous times.

When have we not?

This preacher, Sister Edith,
I think they call her,

whose followers
killed your son,

has set a precedent
that cannot be tolerated.

Protestants
all over the continent

have been inspired
by her revolutionary rhetoric.

She has the power
to turn all of Christendom,

all the known world, in fact,

into a battlefield

if she is allowed
to continue unchecked.

Your son the Duke of Anjou

has the attention
of the Catholic League.

What do you think
they're talking about?

Will you just shut the fuck up
and look like

you're thinking
of your brother?

And of course, the Guises

are always ready
to take advantage.

They intend to pursue
military action

against this ambitious child

and her enraptured followers
in the forest

without the king's leave
but under my authority.

The result will be a permanent
rupture within your house

that will certainly lead France
to war with itself.

Why tell me about it?

Because unbeknownst
to the Guises,

I have lost my taste
for mischief.

I blame it on old age
and, of course, my eldest son,

Philip, recently widowed...

...luckily for his late wife.

Have you ever had sex
at a funeral?

Pardon?

I have, a couple of times.

He has many hobbies,
but none that compare

to the pleasure he takes
in inflicting pain.

Oh, of course, I blame myself.

I believe it is
God's punishment

for all the careless wars
and needless death I caused.

Truth is, I'd like
nothing more than to retire.

Abdicate the title.

How can I
with a psychotic sadist

waiting in the wings?

Perhaps you have different
concerns about your sons.

I'm afraid neither of my sons
are disposed

to take my advice
at the moment.

Well, be that as it may,

I think you will agree
something has to be done.

It is my understanding
that people

believe Sister Edith
is some sort of saint

under God's protection.

The best antidote
for that sort of...

frivolity

is a fortuitous accident.

- That, I cannot sanction.
- Why ever not?

It would not help matters
to turn her into a martyr.

She's only a martyr
if her side wins.

Remember, for every
Jesus on the cross,

there are 1,000
long-haired revolutionaries

we have never heard of.

I must leave you.

I will consider your advice.

Do that.

Because if we do not act,

this will not be the last
of your children

you have to bury.

Come, my son.

Had a good look
around, did you?

I thought you'd be gone.

Without saying goodbye?

Well, you once told me
that when royals start dying,

it's better to be
someplace else.

Ah.

Well,

perhaps I'm too old or too
stupid to heed my own advice.

I'm sorry to hear
about Hercule.

He was an innocent,

more like his father
than the rest.

He didn't deserve
what happened to him.

Well, I just fished
a girl out of the lake.

My apprentice.

She was killed for her father's
choice of religion.

So you tell me,

who really gets what they
deserve in this world, eh?

I ask myself, was it my fault,

what happened to Hercule?

It's your dream,

ten broken eggs,
only one bird flies free.

I will never forgive myself
for staying away too long.

You cannot protect them
from who they are

any more than you can change
what you really are.

And what am I?

Someone who's willing to rule.

Has it occurred to you
that your dream

might have
a different meaning?

One rotten apple
spoils the rest of the bunch.

So then tell me,

which one of my children
is rotten?

Mother knows best.
It's nature.

What does a mother pig do
when she has a runt?

Sometimes you have to cut one
loose to save the others.

You're talking about Anjou.

Anjou was born
under a dark star.

You know it as well as I do.

The growing
discontent at court

only whetted the appetite
of our enemies.

Oh, my goodness me.

Oh, that's absolutely bloody
exhausting, dancing, isn't it?

Your Majesty, may I present
Louis of Bourbon,

Second Prince of the Blood.

Your Majesty,
and may I assure you,

I may be second of birth,

but I am the first in many,

many other respects.

No slight to my dear brother,
of course.

Of course not,
I had to put up with

my mad half-sister for years.

Family, we don't
choose them, do we?

No, no, Your Majesty.

So glad you could
pop over so quickly.

Ah, when I heard
we had shared interests,

I did not spare a moment.

A trade deal
between our kingdoms

has not existed
for generations.

An accord would be historic.

Oh, do you really think so?

Think of the ease of business,

the needless
bureaucratic hurdles

that will be dismantled,

unlocking the flow
of capital and ideas

between our two great nations.

All-all-all we need do
is-is set terms.

Wonderful.

We're of like faith,
are we not?

Oh, yeah, yeah,
most-most definitely.

I am most faithful
to the new religion.

I hope not too faithful.

But, uh...

Mm.

...p-p-perhaps I misspoke.

What-what I mean to say is,
I am as faithful

as you would like me to be.

Excellent.

Well, in that case,

I think it is time
to discuss the future

of the House of Bourbon.

With your friendship,
it can only be bright.

Goodness, how you flatter me.

But I do hope you see
the advantage

of your current situation
as clearly as I do.

The murder of a Valois prince
would suggest this Sister Edith

has far more influence
than I realized.

Throckmorton,
what do we know about her?

Well, she's an orphan.

Trumped-up piece
of gutter trash, really,

wouldn't you say?

Um...

well, sometimes great change

comes from humble origins.

Really?

Can't think of any.

More often than not,
those of humble origin,

though full of enthusiasm,
really need to be led.

- Mm.
- Well...

The point is,
if Edith's rebellion

continues to grow at its
current rate, there may be--

how do I put this--

a change of management
on the cards.

Uh, I'm-I'm-I'm not sure
I follow.

Hmm. Well, I-I see
I will have to be blunt.

Support for Sister Edith
suggests

the French people's desire
for change.

Now, who's to say that
that desire might not be sated

by the Protestant
House of Bourbon

usurping the Catholic Valois?

Simply put,
the Princes of the Blood

could ride
this piece of gutter trash

all the way to the throne.

And all you need to do
is make this girl think

that you are her best friend
in the world.

And then you and I will be free
to set all the trade deals

we desire,
even in the new world,

split the spoils
right down the middle.

Your Majesty,
are you suggesting

what I think
you are suggesting?

I'm not suggesting.
I'm telling you.

If you play this right,

your simpleminded brother
will be king.

No more pinging rabbits
for you, Louis.

This is big game hunting.

So you go to that poor
lost wretch

baying at the treetops,
and you tell her

that you can
personally deliver

the full support
of the English throne.

I hereby throw my lot
on the continent in with you,

Louis,
Second Prince of the Blood.

What do you think about that?

Uh, I say, uh,

it's refreshing to meet someone
whose breadth of vision

matches my own.

Indeed.

To assess my options,

I withdrew to Chenonceau,

a place that had always
brought me peace.

It was there
I received support

from an unexpected source.

A visitor for you.

I told you
I wish to see no one.

I think you may
change your mind.

Brother,
what are you doing here?

I am responsible for delivering
the construction of your palace

on time and on budget.

You don't think I would leave
that to someone else, do you?

I'm glad for it.

I have heard
this place described.

Nobody has done it justice.

It is my favorite place.

A gift from your husband,
I understand.

Hardly.

It's the one property
that I had to wrestle back

from his mistress
after he died.

Then we will make
something together

that will surpass its beauty.

There are those who doubt
my vision to unite France.

The country is divided...

Mm.
- ...by this so-called prophet.

Prophet.

They say she performs miracles.

Do you believe in miracles?

I have never seen one,

only the human capacity
for self-deception.

My sentiments exactly.

We are indeed kin.

Our father gave
this to me when I was a boy.

I think he'd want you
to have it.

The patron saint
of lost causes.

Saint Jude Thaddeus.

He told me you were

the most determined creature
he had ever seen,

the way you held on to life,

fighting for it
from your first breath.

We are Medicis.

We have been underestimated
for generations.

You can't expect
those who are not

to comprehend your vision.

And so what if they don't?

Let history be your judge.

Working late?

Yes, as it happens.

You look like shit, by the way.

It's not a very reassuring
quality in a doctor.

What is it you want?

My assistant is injured.

Burnt, smoke inhalation.

In the church?

So was it a miracle?

Don't ask me.

I couldn't see anything.

Thought we were dead,
and then we weren't.

Anyway,

can you give me
something for him?

It'll cost you.

Of course.

What will it cost me?

We're both a bit long
in the tooth for all of that,

don't you think?

Come back in a day or two.
I'll have what you need.

Mm, well, then I'll pay you
in a day or two.

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same.

Everyone's looking for you.

Well, now I'm found.

Excuse me, ladies.

I've missed you.

Oh, that's why I haven't
heard from you all this time.

I wasn't exactly welcome.

You could have written.

You don't know how to read.

I learned.

I was too proud to admit

I had made a mistake
leaving here.

Life's full of mistakes.

What mistakes have you made?

Oh.

You'd like to hear about
all my troubles, would you,

about Matisse
nearly killed in a fire,

in thrall to a lunatic
who thinks he can

pray his way back to health?

Your apprentice?

My family,

a concept you wouldn't
know anything about.

You must be lost.

Catherine says you are
to give me what I need

to make my stay comfortable--

- quarters, servants...
- Mm.

...in fact, anything I desire.

You can ask,

but I won't necessarily
give it to you.

Not so friendly, are you?

- I know what you are.
- Oh?

And what am I?

Did that necklace
really belong to your father?

It's a nice touch.

We're all just making our way,

same as you, Lady Rahima.

Prick.

Hello, Angelica.

I had wanted to talk
to you privately.

For old times' sake, then.

I'm sorry about Prince Hercule.

Is that all?

I might have
a solution for your problems.

If you wish to be rid
of this Sister Edith,

you will find a motivated ally
in your dressmaker.

Apparently her beloved
assistant, though wounded,

is still under Edith's spell.

Since he is the son
Aabis never had,

she will do anything
to free him of her grasp.

Tell me...

why, after all these years,

would you want to help me?

Because I want
to return to your service.

And now I think
I can be of use to you.

I would consider your offer,

and I thought
that you'd learnt loyalty,

but you just betrayed
Aabis' trust.

So I suggest you take
your wares elsewhere.

Go away.

Oh, uh, uh, f-f-forgive me,
Your Majesty.

I-I-I did not expect you.

I was just laying in my bed,
unable to sleep.

Uh, something vexes you?

We have set ourselves
on a dangerous path together.

Uh, and-and a--
and a glorious one, I think.

To ensure glory, we must have
a solid bond of trust.

Ab-abs-absolutely.

Glad you agree.
- Mm.

I have a document here

making our alliance official.

Each of us will keep a copy
as insurance of our commitment

to one another.

Well, I should probably
get my solicitors

to give this the once-over.

You understand.
I mean, I can't be too careful.

Of course.

It is our trust
that is paramount.

Our bond must be sacred.

S-sacred, yes.

When you return to France,
keep Edith close

and Catherine unaware.

She will be our most
difficult adversary.

She-she is a wily one.

With God as my guide,

I will do my best
to be resolute.

But I must know in my heart,

you are the man for the job.

There is no other.

Then sign.

Now take off all your clothes.

Oh, Philip.

It's a joke.

I've told you already.

It is only a joke
when both parties are amused.

Mm.
- Forgive my son. Go.

Oh, Catherine.

Can we speak alone?

Oh, why-why, yes, of course.

Philip can you find
some way to amuse yourself

and not get into any trouble?

Can you do that for me?

- Of course, Papa.
- Hmm.

Now, come in, Catherine.

Good evening.

I have no interest
in hearing any more

of your disgusting words.

Actually, I was looking
for the chapel

so I might distract myself

from the grief
over my late wife.

It is unrelenting.

Oh.

Well, then I've misjudged you.

I'm sorry.

The chapel is that way.

Thank you.

I've been thinking
about your proposal.

And as you know,
my vision is for a future

where Frenchmen
can be patriots first,

Catholics
and Protestants second.

As you can imagine,
a so-called evangelist

preaching Armageddon in the
woods does not help my cause.

However, if she were felled
by one of her own,

ideally someone
who was in the church with her

when it burned,

she will be exposed
as the fraud she really is.

Can you arrange such a thing?

If I can, do you think
it is enough to avoid war?

I believe it is.

But it is not enough to prevent
Anjou and the cardinal

from conspiring
behind the king's back.

They've asked for my permission
to ride on Edith's camp

tomorrow night.

Then give it to them.

I will make sure
it does not come to pass.

All that remains

is how to manifest this...

solution.

I know someone who can be
persuasive in these matters.

I heard about what happened
to your assistant.

Fuck!
You scared the shit out of me.

Don't you ever get tired
of doing that?

No, it keeps me young.

I guess news
travels fast around here.

Sister Edith won't let him go.

Why do you say that?

Because if he stays and dies,

it will be
because you lack faith.

If he stays and gets well,

she will say
that God saved him.

But if you cure him
with the court's medicine,

what does that say?

That's not good for the image.

If you want
to save your friend,

you must break her hold on him.

How do I do that?

Prove that she's mortal.

A little something in her drink
should do the trick.

You want me to kill her?

It's only a matter of time
before the army

rides into the forest
and kills everyone anyway.

It's up to you if that includes
your friend Matisse.

Why do you care anyway?

Because if there's
one thing I cannot stand,

it's a false prophet.

This is unexpected.

How else would I see you?

Though I admit
it's worse than I thought.

Apparently it's the best room
in here, but you're right.

It's pretty fucking depressing.

I, uh, I brought you
something to read.

You know you shouldn't
be down here.

Any interest
that you take in me

could be considered
a political position,

something you should avoid
for your own sake.

I'm not a child anymore.

I'm not going to just sit
by the sidelines.

If I were you, I'd sit by the
sidelines as long as possible.

It's an ugly game, Margot,

as your brother found out
only too young.

If I could bring him back,
I would.

But I can't.

So I choose to effect change
where I can.

My mother has returned
from Italy.

I'll petition her
for your release.

I will make her see
how important it is to me.

You should go.

Some of my housemates are due
to be executed later today.

Seems unfair to remind them
of what they're missing.

I'll come back.

Don't bother.

You can't stop me.

- Visiting someone?
- What's it to you?

Nothing, just...
I admire those who take

an interest
in the less fortunate,

unless you were visiting
the duke.

He's very handsome.

Oh, I see.

This is what you do, is it,

convince everyone
you're an idiot so you can

lurk around corners spying?

I don't care what people think.

- They're usually wrong.
- Mm-hmm.

I mean, everyone thinks
you're an idealistic fool,

but I disagree.

Do you? How kind.

Despite your vanity,
I think you're

the cleverest of the bunch.

In fact, something tells me
we're gonna be friends.

No, I don't think so.

You might have
more luck with some

of the sheep in the fields
out back, though.

- A jest, how amusing.
- Mm.

Not your strong suit, perhaps.

I understand
you wanted to see me.

I did.

I presume it concerns
your visits to the duke.

Would a princess of France
be allowed to marry

for love as opposed
to the good of the court?

Am I to take it that this
is the man you love?

I care for him.

An error of judgment,
I think you'll find.

He must be released.

He is innocent.

I suppose he told you as much.

You cannot trust a Guise any
more than you can a Bourbon.

I thought that
was self-evident.

I suggest you do not
involve yourself in things

that you do not understand.

Would you rather my heart
be hard like yours?

You think I'm hard of heart?

I am not your king.

What do you want me
to do about it?

I suggest you go
to your brother

and ask him
to release the duke.

And in return,
you will convince me

not to oppose the arrest
of Anjou in his place.

You would arrest Anjou when
you've only just buried Hercule?

House arrest.

Don't be so dramatic.

If you want
your precious duke,

you will not
tell the king I sent you,

nor will you tell him
of your personal affections.

And he will grant your wish

not because
the duke is innocent,

which he isn't,

and not because it is
the right political move,

which it is,

but because you have asked.

And his interest in you
has always been unnatural.

Don't look so shocked.

You know it as well as I do.

You've even encouraged it.

But it is no one's fault.

We love the ones we love
even if we're not supposed to.

I suggest you learn
how to exploit weakness

where you find it.

You were born a girl,
and you do not have much else.

You again.

We ride on Edith's camp
at midnight.

Holy Roman Emperor's agreed.
Be ready.

Tonight?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I was looking for a Valois
prince with a pair of balls.

Have I got the wrong room?

Yes, don't worry about me.

But I do hope you have
something different to wear,

something a bit more
intimidating.

Just be ready.

Boo!

Your Majesty.

What a pleasant surprise.
Mm.

Come to visit me in my attic?

I've come to ask you a favor.

Of course,
that's what it is to be king.

It's like being
Father Christmas,

but everyone
resents you for not

giving them what they want.

I don't resent you.

I think you are wise...

and gentle.

Do you?

Yes.

And that's why I would like you

to release the Duke of Guise.

And why would I do that?

'Cause it will show the people
that you have wisdom.

And they will see you as I do.

I can't just change
my mind all the time.

The people should see me
as resolute.

Well, then punish
Anjou instead.

- I can't.
- Why not?

Well, for one thing,
Mother wouldn't allow it.

Yes, she will,

because I will convince her.

She knows I have
no political motive,

and it's the one thing
she trusts in a person.

I told you before,
you must be your own man.

Don't worry about Mother.

Well, it's true,

the duke didn't actually
kill anyone.

And the Bourbons
likely won't oppose,

fixated as they are on trade.

Political stability
is better for trade.

But why this sudden interest
in the duke, if I may ask?

Do you have feelings
for him or...

Of course not.

He's a friend, nothing more.

Well,

in that case,

it will bring me pleasure
to do what you ask.

Thank you.

What will Anjou think?

He will respect you
for your strength.

No, he won't.

I was looking for you.

I need a favor, but you can't
ask me what it's for.

Anything for you, Aabis.

You know that.

Even if I need a vial of poison
to kill someone?

In that case,
I'll begin immediately.

You are free to go now.

On whose orders?

The king's, my lord.

It's "my lord" again now,
is it?

I have a little something
for you to remember me by.

Fucking hell.

Well, what do you think?

Looks expensive.

Don't worry yourself
about that.

Elizabeth bought them for me.

She loves shopping.

- Why would she do that?
- Because she's a dear.

Maybe I'll wear this
when I go to meet Sister Edith.

It is so exciting
to have our own saint.

You will do no such thing.

A prince has been killed.

You don't want to get involved,
believe me.

Don't take that tone
with me, Antoine.

I opened the doors
to England for you.

I can just as easily
close them.

Well, I happen to think
it looks marvelous, Mother.

Thank you, dear.

What is it?

I have business to discuss.

Well, I will leave you
to whatever subterfuge

you have afoot, Antoine.

Come on, Henri.

Uh, perhaps I should stay
and keep an eye on Father.

Yes, yes, perhaps that's best.

Well?

I have a proposition for you.

May I speak freely?

You may. He's with me.

It is my presumption
that you benefit

from the growing cult
around Sister Edith.

The belief that she survived
the burning church

due to a miracle,

a member of the new religion
in God's favor,

I'd say we do.

Right.

So what would you say
if I told you

I could arrange
another miracle?

I'd say we were listening.

Going somewhere?

What's it to you?

The Duke of Anjou is confined
to his quarters.

What?

His meals will be
delivered to him.

This is preposterous.

Let me pass.

You're not to leave without
permission from the king.

The king?

As if he does anything
without my mother's go-ahead.

Your mother knows nothing
about this.

Oh, I'm sure not even you
believe that,

or perhaps you do.

I guess you are just
her little bitch on a leash.

A little time to yourself

might do you some good.

Someone needs
to teach you manners.

Your time will come.

She'll turn on you, too,
believe me.

I can find my own bedchamber,

unless you care to join me.

Sister Aabis,

I wondered
when I might see you again.

You come for guidance?

Yes.

Matisse is much better.

You were right.

Never underestimate
the power of belief.

Shall we toast?

You first.

Let's go together, shall we?

The Black Queen
sent this woman to kill me,

to place poison in my cup.

Well, we drank that poison
together,

and yet here we are.

God has spared us both,

and now we are joined forever.

So we must wash
the sins from you,

and you will be born again.

Are you with us, Sister Aabis?

Take her to the lake.

♪ Dial up ♪

♪ My number now ♪

♪ Weaving it ♪

♪ Through the wire ♪

♪ Switch me on ♪

♪ Turn me up ♪

♪ Don't want it Baudelaire ♪

♪ Just glitter lust ♪

♪ Switch me on ♪

♪ Turn me up ♪

♪ I want to touch you ♪

♪ You're just made for love ♪

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♪ I need ooh-la-la-la-la ♪

♪ I need la-la-la-la-la-la ♪

♪ I need ooh-la-la-la-la ♪

♪ Coils up ♪

♪ And 'round me ♪

♪ Teasing ♪

♪ Your poetry ♪

♪ Switch me on ♪

♪ Turn me up ♪

♪ Oh, child of Venus ♪

♪ You're just made for love ♪

♪ I need la-la-la-la-la-la ♪

♪ I need ooh-la-la-la-la ♪