At First Light, the people at court are all gathered around, drinking, dancing, eating food and conversing amongst themselves. Kenna enters to find the Queen, who is chatting with a few partygoers.
KENNA: I must speak with you.
Kenna bows and the Queen ushers the partygoers to leave.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Always a high-light of my day.
KENNA: The King; he has done something to a girl.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Go on..
KENNA: The King's... sexual appetite.. appears to be growing.
Kenna and the Queen enter Henry's chambers and inspect the dead girl's body.
KENNA: I was drinking too much wine. I thought it would help me get through it and when I woke..
QUEEN CATHERINE: You saw your playmate here, in worse shape than you? What makes you sure the King did this?
KENNA: He has asked me to choke him before. He has.. an interest.. in it, but I couldn't.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Did you tell anyone about this, girl?
KENNA: No. There wasn't a moment to and I wouldn't.
QUEEN CATHERINE: If you were seen with her by the servants or anyone, you say that you saw her leave the King's chambers, up and walking on her own. She mentioned getting paid well, sharing her new wealth with.. a relative far away. Do you understand?
KENNA: You're not going to tell anyone?
QUEEN CATHERINE: The King already knows. Who else would we tell?
BACK AT THE PARTY
Mary and Lola stroll around the candle-lit halls of the castle, looking at the decorations and enjoying the festivities.
LOLA: The castle looks beautiful.. as long as I don't look at the food.
MARY: Look at Count Nardeen.
Mary points to a scraggly man standing nearby. Lola sees him and walks over to introduce herself.
SERVANT (approaching Mary with a pastry): pomegranate tart, Your Grace?
MARY: Thank you.
SERVANT: If I may, my sister ate ten of these a day and she was with child in less than a month.
MARY: Oh.
Francis overhears their conversation and comes to Mary's rescue.
FRANCIS: Ten a day? Are you sure the change in your sister's figure didn't have more to do with butter and sugar than with her husband?
The servant politely courtesies and leaves them be.
MARY: Thank you.
FRANCIS: Not at all. She only meant to help. There are two nations that are very excited to see us have a family.
MARY: Two nations? Is that all?
Francis sees Lola chatting with the Count from across the room.
FRANCIS: Is that Lola with Philip Nardeen?
MARY: It is. I invited him to court.
FRANCIS: He looks... very happy to be here. Very interested.
MARY: I thought he might make a good suitor for her.
FRANCIS: Not the man I would have picked for her.
Mary gives him a concerned look.
FRANCIS (picking up on her concern): Let's dance, shall we?
Francis and Mary go to the dance floor, while Lola continues her conversation with the Count.
PHILIP: The food's delicious. Would you like something?
LOLA: No. Please.
PHILIP: You don't care for our French crusine? Or, perhaps you don't care for France?
LOLA: Well, everything look's beautiful when viewed through a castle window, doesn't it?
PHILIP: But you see beyond that?
LOLA: I think about the people that live outside the castle walls sometimes..
PHILIP: You imagine they are more free to live life as they please?
LOLA: I don't know.
PHILIP: I think they are still bound by society's rules... and the churches. I like you.
LOLA: You're very direct.
PHILIP: It's just that I have very little time to waste. It's become apparent that the security of my position demands a wife and heir.
LOLA: How romantic..
PHILIP: Hardly. but I can be, under the right circumstances. If time weren't an issue and if the choice of one's mate were driven solely by one's heart, but my father has threatened my inheritance unless I marry this year. He says it's well past the time. I know he's right.
LOLA: Well, at least you agree on that.
PHILIP: We don't agree on much else. You are beautiful. Mary was right on so many counts.
The count passes Lola an unlit candle.
LOLA: You'll have to look in my window to see if the flame of love burns.
PHILIP: Perhaps it would be enough to be amusing companions
Meanwhile, Greer stands people watching until Leith approaches her.
LEITH: I have an invitation for you.
GREER: This hardly seems the place.
LEITH: From Lord Castleroy. He's had a table set for two and he asked you to join him.
Lord Castleroy waves to Greer from across the room.
LORD: Sneaking small bites at a banquet doesn't suit a lady of your station. You must sit, relax. Enjoy a meal, enjoy being served.
Greer looks over to Leith, who is their server.
LORD: Did you notice anything different this evening?
GREER: Uhhh. You look.. clean shaven. Or, uhh, maybe it's your hair?
LORD (laughing): Ah. Yes, well. I tried. Thank you for noticing. What I meant was, no peppers! In any way, shape or form. I detected your lack of taste for the plant and the subject when we last met. I wanted to demonstrate that there is more to the man than what occupies him in professional life.
GREER: I'm impressed.
LORD: Boy, more wine for the lady, please.
Leith brings Greer more wine.
LORD: It makes me so happy to see you again. And tonight, of all nights. No..
Leith starts to pour the Count wine as well, but he intentionally blocks his way to avoid an awkward conversation on Greer's behalf.
LORD: No better opportunity than first light to profess one's intentions off of one's heart
The Lord takes a sip of wine from his glass, while Greer figures out what to say.
GREER: Lord Castleroy..
LORD: Lady Greer, am I pleasing you tonight?
Greer looks down and notices his shirt has caught fire.
GREER: You're on fire!
LORD: I'll take that as a good sign.
GREER: No, no, no, no. You're on fire!
He looks down and sees that his entire sleeve is engulfed in flames. Both he and Greer panic, but Leith, thinking quickly on his feet, grabs a blanket and runs over to put the fire out.
GREER: Are you alright?
LORD: Yes. Yeah. Quite. Thank you. Uh, thanks to our friend here.
GREER: And you Leith, are you burned?
LEITH: Uh. No. I'm fine.
LORD: You're more than fine! No, that took courage. That took selflessness like I've never known. I can't thank you enough.
LEITH: Well, uh, you have truly, my Lord. uh. I would've done it for anyone.
INSIDE THE KING'S CHAMBERS
The Queen goes to confront Henry over the dead woman Kenna found lying in bed.
KING HENRY: England, Scotland, Kalling, Dover..
QUEEN CATHERINE: Henry..
KING HENRY: Not now, I'm busy.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Kenna just spoke with me. About a guest you have in your room.
KING HENRY: AH. I'd much rather Kenna's mouth be used for other purposes. When is that English bitch going to die? Hmm. She's sick, she feels better, she's sick, she feels better.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Sorry? Who? You mean Mary Tudor? I don't know.
The Queen becomes agitated that Henry seems so disinterested. She approaches him quickly and forces him to pay attention.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Henry, there is a dead girl in your chambers.
KING HENRY: What is this to do with me?
QUEEN CATHERINE: Another woman fell from your window and you said it was an accident. And now this one.. she was choked to death. Henry.. Did you murder them? Did you murder them both?
KING HENRY: I'm concerned with the fate of nations and you interrupt me with news of guests? Messes in my chambers. These are housekeeping matters, which, I believe, is your domain... wife.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Your servants say you aren't sleeping. Your water has run black. I'd like you to see Nostradamus.
KING HENRY: 'H'aha. Your wizard profit?
QUEEN CATHERINE: He has medicine.
KING HENRY: I don't trust him, although I have been getting some headaches. I'll have a doctor brought in from the village.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Henry... if you're ill.
KING HENRY: Kings, monarchs, do not get ill. Because the stability of the realm depends on them. If the people thought their King couldn't lead, the country would descend into madness.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Yes. I am aware of that.
KING HENRY: Good. Then my headache will be out little secret, won't it?
Catherine's concern is palpable. She leaves him in his chambers.
IN NOSTRADAMUS CHAMBERS
In Nostradamus' chambers, he appears to be mixing medicines, poisons or potions. He looks up and sees Olivia smiling at him.
NOSTRADAMUS: You're awake. Are you hungry?
OLIVIA: You are skilled with medicine, healings, it's like some kind of magic.
NOSTRADAMUS: No. Not magic. Science, perhaps. If I'm doing it right.
OLIVIA: I like watching you putter. Measuring, mixing.
Nostradamus hands Olivia something and she eats it. She then spots some clothing lying beside her.
OLIVIA: These are for me, aren't they? So I can dress up as everything is normal and go and present myself upstairs.
NOSTRADAMUS: You need to rejoin the living.
OLIVIA: Why? Why can't I stay here in secret?
NOSTRADAMUS: Hiding won't help you.
OLIVIA: You don't understand what it's like..
NOSTRADAMUS: Something happened to you... something horrible. And you feel weakened and afraid, but you will not be judged for it.
OLIVIA: I judge my actions and they were wrong. I came here to betray people.. I abandoned them when they needed me most. I was ready for it when it chose me. It was no coincidence.
NOSTRADAMUS: You said it took you..
OLIVIA: Yes, but it wanted me. It let me live because it knew that I was dirty already. And then it filled me with evil. It's all through it.. It's in my blood and I will never be the same.
IN LOLA'S CHAMBERS
She stands near the window overlooking the castle. She hears a knock on the door. Francis emerges soon after.
FRANCIS: I see you've accepted Count Nadeen's offer of courtship.
LOLA: He seems a fine prospect for marriage.
FRANCIS: Are you sure that's a wise choice?
LOLA: Why do you ask?
FRANCIS: Because you are my friend and I care about you. Lola.. you can't spend the kind of night we spent together and not feel something for someone. For you, I want you to be happy; to spend your energies on someone you could have a future with. You want to be married, don't you? With a family, and a home..
LOLA: Yes, very much.
FRANCIS: Then you might be wasting your time on Philip Nardeen. Words spoken at first light amongst wine and merriment aren't words to be taken seriously.
LOLA: But he seemed very serious. His marriage is, in fact, a condition of his inheritance.
FRANCIS: Is that any reason for you to marry him?
LOLA: Is it any reason not to? Do you have some issue with him?
FRANCIS: No.
LOLA: Some previous history?
FRANCIS: No.
LOLA: It's not as if we're engaged. I plan on getting to know him.
FRANCIS: You're sure?
LOLA: Yes. I'm in no rush, but don't you think it's better, given our history, that the matter of me.. searching for a mate.. for love.. is settled sooner rather than later?
FRANCIS: 'Y'es. yes. I suppose it is. But promise me you're not doing this because of what happened between us in Paris.
LOLA: I promise you. I'm doing it for me.
IN THE COTTAGE IN THE WOODS
Rowan, Bash's friend, and her family all stand around as Bash bangs a hammer against the door.
BASH: The concept is simple. We'll make every entry unpassable except for one; and that one is so narrow and well-defended, that anyone trying to enter is easily battled. In this case, it's your front door.
BROTHER: We know what a murder hole is, but it won't work.
BASH: I haven't shown you how I'm going to greet them inside the house yet
Bash holds up an axe.
BROTHER: It doesn't matter. It can't be stopped.
BASH: I'm telling you, we're not dealing with a monster. We're dealing with a small group of ignorant Pagans. If you don't want to fight them, why don't you just leave?
BROTHER: And go where? To a village where we'll be burnt for our Pagan beliefs? We live here. We couldn't leave now if we wanted to. Besides, it's too late now. We're chosen.
ROWAN: Because what would we be doing? Leaving the darkness from choose another home?
Bash continues to hammer away at the front foor.
ROWAN: We live among other families here, even if you don't see them.
BASH: And this darkness; have you seen it? Has anyone?
ROWAN: Whoever dares look on it is taken. And those who are taken die.
BASH: How convenient. So no one can say what it looks like, or if it's even really there. Rowan, Derick (?), I need you inside.
The group all head inside the small cottage. Each are working on various things. Bash, on sharpening his axe.
BASH: If we move heavy furniture in front of the door, they'll have to come in single-file. That'll make them, or it, easier targets.
Rowan gets up from the fireplace and walks toward Bash.
BASH: Can either of you throw a blade?
Instead of answering him, she hands him a cup full of liquid.
ROWAN: It's a different world you must live in. So many romantic and glorious battles. Castle folk like to believe all their money and armories can conquer any foe. Otherwise, why fight so hard over nonsense like titles and marriages. People like us have to fight life's true enemies: Starvation, cold and the things that come hunting for men in the night.
BASH: You can't fight things that aren't..
Bash suddenly becomes dizzy and has a hard time staying standing up.
BASH: aren't real..
ROWAN: You won't be fighting on this night at all. We can't risk it.
Bash falls to the ground.
BASH (realizing he has been drugged): The tea...
ROWAN: I'm sorry.
IN GREER'S CHAMBERS
Leith storms in, very excited about something.
LEITH: I know! I come here too often and it's a risk, but something extraordinary is happening.
GREER: What is it?
LEITH: Lord Peppercorn.. (stumbling with his words) Castlebury, Lord Castlebury, has offered me an apprenticeship at one of his spice-houses in Spain. As-as a reward for saving his life.
Greer smiles at him and tries to calm him down.
GREER: Leith, sit down and take a breath.
He comes and sits at her side.
GREER: This is unbelievable! It's your chance, to rise, you'd be a member of the merchant class!
LEITH: My family.. they've been nothing but servants for generations. I'm the first to make it to the royal court.
GREER: Serve no one but yourself.
LEITH: I don't know what to do.
GREER: Of course you do! You're going to take it.
LEITH: The position is in Spain. I,I'd never see you again.
GREER: We can't go on this way.. I need to marry a man with a title.
LEITH: but you haven't..
GREER: This will end..
LEITH: I know. I always thought you'd be the one to end it.
GREER: You'd be sparing me that. And I can watch you go with more hope than sadness.
She kisses him.
GREER: Say yes.
LEITH: I love you.
ELSEWHERE IN THE CASTLE
While Francis is making arrangements for something, he sees Mary enter the corrider.
FRANCIS: I wanted to ask you about Lola. I think we need to help her.
MARY: But I am helping her
FRANCIS: by suggesting Philip Nardeen as a suitor?
MARY: She could do a lot worse..
FRANCIS: In many respects, except one. The count prefers the company of other men.
MARY: Don't you all?
FRANCIS: In bed.
MARY: Ohh. How do you know?
FRANCIS: One hears things. It makes no difference to me, most might never notice, but a wife will.
MARY: That's no solution at all.
FRANCIS: Solution to what?
MARY: Lola just very much wants to get married.. like all women do.
FRANCIS: Yes, so she said.
MARY: You and Lola have spoken? Are you confiding among another now?
Francis picks up on some of her displeasure.
MARY: I'm sorry. I don't know why I said that.
FRANCIS: I think perhaps I do. I'm going to tell you something and I want you to promise that you won't blame Lola for it.We encountered one another in Paris.. and we slept together. It was one night.. I didn't think it mattered. You were engaged to my brother, but she is your friend and she was racked with guilt. Guilt that I now feel, because as events would have it, you are thankfully, mercifully and blessedly, my wife. Mary, I am so sorry
MARY: It's all right. The circumstances were different, I understand.
FRANCIS: Just like that? you understand then? You don't even seem surprised. Did Lola tell you?
MARY: I saw you two arrive together at the castle after we had been apart.
FRANCIS: But we are together now. Utterly, completely, I am yours. There is nothing between Lola and I... nothing.
ELSEWHERE IN THE CASTLE
MARY: I just lied to my husband for you. He confessed to your night in Paris.
LOLA: Oh no.
MARY: And I had to pretend, not very convincingly, I might add, that I was shocked. I'm going to have to go on pretending until you move on, or until we forget about you.
LOLA: You don't mean that..
MARY: Isn't that what we both want though? For you to get married and move far away. Lola, wouldn't it just be best if we told Francis the truth?
LOLA: No. For me, it would not.
MARY: Then you can stay in my life. We could find our friendship again.
LOLA: What are we now? Enemies?
MARY: I am a liar to my husband! And if the truth comes out and he loses faith in me for it, I will resent you.
LOLA: It won't come out.. Ever! I will take this secret to my grave. '
MARY: You have to marry Philip Nardeen. It's the only solution. You both have secrets to hide/
LOLA: What secrets does he have?
MARY: Francis told me that the count prefers men... in his bed.
LOLA: He prefers men? AH! So that's what me meant by "amusing companions." It's all for his inheritance.. He'd never be a true husband.
MARY: What does that matter, as long as it solves your problems? To keep you from being shamed.
LOLA: I'd be living a lie forever, with no chance of happiness
MARY: Well, maybe you had your chance!
LOLA: What does that mean?
MARY: It means you made a mistake and now you have to fix it before it destroys my marriage. If Philip Nardeen asks you to marry him, you will accept, or I will tell Francis the truth myself.
Mary enters her room to see dozens of lit candles, which Francis arranged for her.
MARY: Francis; they're beautiful
FRANCIS: What was I thinking, not giving my new bride a first light candle?
MARY: Well, we've been married for some months now.
FRANCIS: There have been too many regrets in too short a time.
MARY: I know that you regret what happened. Lola does too.
Francis seems surprised at Mary's understanding. He kisses her on the cheek and they embrace and start kissing. Francis goes to undo the back of her dress, but she stops him.
MARY: I'm not sure if there's any point to that tonight.
FRANCIS: What do you mean?
MARY: One thing I have learned from your mother's many lectures and, uh, insight on pregnancy is that there are some days where its more likely and days when it is less likely. You've been, uhh, vigorous in trying to achieve what we both want, but, I don't think it's going to happen tonight.
FRANCIS: Vigorous... I like that. I like what you did too. I don't make love to you because I want a baby. I want a baby because I love you.
They make love.
ELSEWHERE IN THE CASTLE
LORD CASTLEBURY: Lady Greer! What a pleasant surprise.
GREER: I hope I'm not disturbing you.
LORD CASTLEBURY: No, no! Quite the contrary. I was actually thinking about you. The reality of your company is even better
GREER: I want to thank you for offering Leith that apprenticeship.
LORD CASTLEBURY: It was the least I could do. Especially since you asked me so kindly.
GREER: We can't know it was my idea.
LORD CASTLEBURY: Ahh. Of course. I know I'm easy to make fun of, people do. I grow very excited about things that matter to me
GREER (interrupting him): like peppers...
LORD CASTLEBURY: and kindness; and beauty; and warmth. I believe you have some warmth in your heart for the servant, Leith.
Greer looks down at the ground, at this reminder.
LORD CASTLEBURY: I see that even calling him a servant pains you, but a servant, he is.
GREER: I'm well aware of that
LORD CASTLEBURY: I know you are, but in my own way, I can be quite perceptive. As I suggested earlier...
GREER: Please don't.
LORD CASTLEBURY: My Dear girl, I see nothing wrong with a harmless flirtation. And I admire your kindness in giving someone you know is suffering, even a kitchen boy, a soft landing, because you know, a woman with your status needs a man who can provide for her in the manner that you deserve.
GREER: It sounds so cold..
LORD CASTLEBURY: But it needn't be.
Lord Castlebury takes off his coat and drapes it over Greer's shoulders.
LORD CASTLEBURY (echoing the last sentiment): But it needn't be
GREER: You've been generous to me, and Leith as well, but I've accepted all of the kindness I can from you.
She hands his coat back to him.
GREER: Thank you, Lord Castlebury.
And she walks back off into the castle, away from the window.
BACK IN THE WOODS
Nighttime was come to the kingdom. Back in the small home Bash is staying in, he lays flat on his chest, bound with rope too tight for him to loosen. Suddenly, a high-pitched noise fills the air.
ROWAN: It's coming
The foor creeks open and one of the goats starts screeching loudly. Bash can't make out the creature's face, but he can see it's long, dagger-like claws through the shadows cast on the wall by the lit fire.
BASH: What are you?
Once the creature is inside, it goes and picks up the goat, slitting its throat, sending blood flying all ove the wall.
ROWAN (to another family member cowering with her in a corner): Close your eyes.
The creature paces the room, walking in front of each person in there, who are trying to avoid eye contact.
BASH: *screaming out*
Rowan opens her eyes and Bash sees her.
GREER: Rowan, don't look!
Suddenly, the creature grabs her and drags her off into the woods, screaming loudly.
Nostradamus and Olivia stand near a tiny, open creek. He holds a cup of water in his hand and sprinkles it over her head.
NOSTRADAMUS: You are brand new. none of what you were need remain, except what you choose. Evil is not a thing.. it is not a condition. It is a choice. You are only what you choose. That alone is what makes you. Do you know what you choose?
Olivia says nothing, but she nods.
NOSTRADAMUS: Then hold on to that choice because it is your salvation.
Olivia looks relieved. She throws her arms around Nostradamus and embraces him.
NOSTRADAMUS: Do you believe it now? Are you new?
OLIVIA: Yes. I do.
ELSEWHERE IN THE WOODS
Bash and Rowan's brother search for her and the creature in the snow-covered mountains.
DERRICK: We've been looking all night. We won't find her. We won't find her alive, anyway.
BASH: This is my fault. I cried out, she turned to look at me, she saw the face of.... I was so sure it was a man. Now, I don't know what it is.
DERRICK: It's the darkness
BASH: whatever it is.. I won't rest until it's dead.
DERRICK: You can't fight it!
BASH: Maybe not alone, but I know where I can go for help.
Bash and Derik enter a clearing, where the castle looms overhead.
BACK IN THE CASTLE
Lola and Mary carry out a conversation in the castle's corrider.
MARY: I was reminded of what being married could be like and I realized that I owe you an apology. I was unfeeling toward you earlier, because I was afraid.
LOLA: Of what..
MARY: Of what might happen if Francis finds out.
LOLA: He won't.
MARY: but what if he does and you bear his child, his only child.
LOLA: Mary, you will get pregnant! It hasn't been that long.
MARY: We were together before we wed. It's been months, in truth. And you were with Francis only one night, unless you're lying to me about that..
LOLA: I'm not
MARY: Lola, tell me the truth. Has this been going on for some time?
LOLA: No. I swear, it was one night.
MARY: Yet he got you pregnant...You're going to have his child. You say that Francis will never know, but what if he does know? Then you two might become... closer.
LOLA: I suppose we would, but that's not what I want.
MARY: I'm sure that's not what Diane de Poitiers wanted either, but she's been in King Henry's life for decades. A great deal of their bond is their son, Sebastian.
LOLA: I am not Diane! You are not Catherine and Francis is in no way his father. more importantly, I do not want your husband. I wouldn't risk any of this.. your anger, or Francis' if I didn't want a love of my own. Mary, please believe I am your friend. I want you to be happy.. you will be happy, with children of your own, with Francis.
MARY: I want to believe that.
LOLA: Then do!
MARY: I want you to have ever chance as well, don't marry Philip Nardeen. Wait until at least the possibility of love comes along.
LOLA: Are you sure? Because waiting.. it's a risk.
MARY: I'm sure. And I will continue to help you find a suitor. But in the end, it is you who must save yourself. You mustn't let anyone stand in your way.
LATER ON
Greer stands in the same windowsill she stood and talked with Lord Castlebury on, alone until Lola joins her.
LOLA: You all right?
GREER: I just needed a moment alone with my thoughts.
LOLA: Me too. Can we be alone together? You look as if you are waiting for something.
GREER: I am.. my destiny is approaching sooner than I'd like.
LOLA: Mine too..
GREER: In fact, here it comes now.
A horse-drawn carriage is approaching the castle.
LOLA: That's your destiny? And you knew it was coming.
GREER: Two days ago, I received a letter from my parents.. They've arranged a match. I'm already enaged. My future husband arrives in that carriage. When do you meet your destiny?
LOLA: Soon, I hope.
INSIDE THE CASTLE
Kenna walks along a corrider in the castle, until the King interrupts.
KING HENRY: Kenna
KENNA: Henry
KING HENRY: King Henry, or Your Majesty.
Kenna seems very uncomfortable at this point.
KING HENRY: Have you had your breakfast?
KENNA: Yes, Your Majesty.
KING HENRY: Good. we'll both need our energy because, I see a lust in your eyes that will not be easily extinguished.
Kenna says nothing to him, but her uncomfortableness is still palpable. She is then interrupted by Queen Catherine.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Henry!
Yelling across the corrider.
QUEEN CATHERINE '(to Kenna):' Go!
Kenna leaves them to speak privately.
KING HENRY: You're up early
QUEEN CATHERINE: Keeping an eye on you day and night takes vigilance.
KING HENRY: Is that your role now? Guardian of the King?
QUEEN CATHERINE: How are you feeling today?
KING HENRY: Quite well. I saw the physician. He gave me some tonics for my headaches. I feel beter having futher isolated the cause of my discontent.
QUEEN CATHERINE: Then what is that?
KING HENRY: I am King. And in the last few months, I have been subject to fate, to lesser evil, women, of all things. Waiting on the Queen of England's death, being lied to you by you and my mistress, put in a corner as Mary, Queen of Scots dangled herself in front of my sons and dangled England in front of me. But no more. I dosed as you suggested and know what I awoke to?
QUEEN CATHERINE: No.
KING HENRY: Christ.. hanging on the cross. A crucifix above my bed; the sun glinting off my crown.. it was, dazzling, invigorating.. a glorious reminder that I am chosen by God to rule this nation, to bend anyone I like to my will, to bend them, to break them.
QUEEN CATHERINE: To throw them from windows and crush their throats?
KING HENRY: It was a lesson I think each of them understood in their final moments. About who is King and who is not. Others will learn as well, soon enough..
[Credits : script réalisé par le site wikia]
