Reign

Previously on "Reign"...

Kenna, what are you reading? It's a sex journal.

One has me stumped.

"a lover who towers above the rest."

She says he has a small

Butterfly-shaped birthmark

On his forearm.

You've never been in love.

That is a rare jewel I have yet to see.

This was all your doing, wasn't it? Yes.

Coaxing some kind of admission from me.

I also have montgomery,

Ready to tell the world

That he didn't kill your father if I give the word.

Francis, what aren't you telling me?

There are things we cannot change.

That cannot be undone.

Things that I don't tell you to protect you.

Protect me from what?!

Do you worry that I can't bear your child?

Yes, I worry because, as a king and a man, I want heirs.

Is that what you want to hear?

Does it bring us closer for you to know

That your failure disappoints me beyond words?

Man: We've set fire to the house and fields.

The only thing not burning are the bee hives.

Man 2: Why not set fire to them as well?

Don't tell me you're afraid of a few bees.

Burn the hives, burn it all.

It seems my entire day will be devoted to the venetian envoy.

Well, let me know if there's anything I can do to help.

No need.

All he wants to do is hunt,

Drink and dance with the court ladies.

I've never seen an italian with less grace.

Or bigger feet.

He tramped on kenna's toes.

She actually limped back to bash.

Well, even you said that the poor man's boots were

The size of gunboats.

Francis.

I don't want to have to play a part with you.

I don't want to pretend that I'm happy when I'm not.

Mary... I know

That I insisted you tell me what was wrong.

But it was harsh to hear just the same.

I didn't realize how disappointed you were with me

For not giving you a child.

But I'm glad that you were honest with me.

That's what we need the most from each other.

Give me time, and I'll come to terms with it.

I'll take the velvet cloak, arnaud.

It makes a better statement.

Oh, and tell the kitchen to put together a basket--

Fresh figs, bread and cheese, and a good burgundy.

I might get peckish on the way.

At once, your grace.

Oh, and a warming brick,

Wrapped in sheep's wool, for my feet.

Ah, mary.

Whatever it is, it must wait till tomorrow.

I'm off to beauvais to put in an appearance

At lord gramont's saint day party.

It always softens up the nobles

When a queen appears at their gatherings.

A sop to their vanity.

Why don't I come with you, then?

My dear, it will be a terrible bore.

Even keeping it to a small retinue of guards,

The ride will take hours.

It'll be good for me

To get out of the castle.

It's fresh air, time to think.

You know what you need is a nice, long walk, huh?

If one queen impresses the nobles,

How much better would two queens be?

Hmm.

What are you doing out here, all by yourself?

I had to get away.

The nannies, the servants,

The hangers-on who think they'll impress francis

By taking an interest in his son.

Is that why you've been crying?

My family heard that francis has claimed my son.

And it didn't go well.

He is the king of France.

As far as they're concerned,

That just makes the disgrace even worse.

My name's on everyone's lips-- I'm notorious.

They've disowned me.

Cut me off.

Oh, lola, I'm so sorry.

I'll never be admitted into the house again.

No one will even mention my name there.

This is the last letter I'll ever get from home.

And my new home is full of strangers,

And I'm trapped here with them.

Even francis and I are strangers these days,

So stiff with each other.

This is why women

Like you and me need to prepare for the future.

Hold onto the jewels, to any gifts of land.

Anything can happen.

I was in a similar position, remember?

I had a lot of time to think, with henry,

And kings are no guarantee of anything.

Kings have enemies, wars, rivals.

And what's the first thing a rival does

When he takes the throne?

He kills the sons of the previous king.

Kenna, you're not cheering me up, you know.

No, I'm telling you this to protect you.

Should francis ever be deposed, you need to be prepared

To take your child and flee.

Start building a nest egg.

Ask for more expensive jewelry.

That's the problem.

God willing, francis will live a long and healthy life.

And I'll be dependent on him forever.

I don't want jewels, I just want something of my own.

Something no one can take away.

Lola, we're women.

We're not allowed to have things of our own.

Legally, bash even owns my kohl sticks and lip rouge,

Though I'd like to see him try and take those away.

But I don't have a husband.

Or a family, anymore.

Legally, no one has a right to what is mine.

So, if I can get some money of my own, I can keep it.

And I will.

Something's wrong-- we're riding in the wrong direction.

We're still going east, instead of south to beauvais.

I may have told a small white lie about where we were going.

Turn this carriage around, right now.

Mary, what difference does it make?

You said you wanted some fresh air.

Is there some reason in particular

You wanted to go to beauvais?

Of course not.

But where are we going?

And what is this paper you've been studying?

Oh, it's a speech.

Thanking the village of noyon

For their love.

Their love of you?

Noyon is one of my special villages.

When their church steeple falls, I rebuild it.

In your name. Yes, of course you're popular.

But why make such effort?

Every time I try to help the commoners,

You tell me I need to placate the nobles.

Because it's a balancing act.

The nobles are just one leg on the three-legged stool

That holds up France.

If ever that stool goes down,

You and I will end up flat on our royal fundaments.

But peasants--

You have never cared about them.

Oh, I may not care about peasants individually.

But in general, I care a great deal.

And so should you.

Our gowns, our crowns, our chateaus--

They all depend on the good will of the commoner.

For a very good reason.

There's 20 million of them, and one small family of royals.

To survive, we must have their love.

Thank heavens, I can buy it.

And if things happen to get too dangerous for you at court,

You can always flee to one of these towns,

And they'll help you escape the country.

If you were wise,

You'd develop a few bolt-holes yourself, my dear.

You have plenty of enemies.

Man: Whoa!

What's happening?

Why are we slowing down?!

We're hours from noyon!

Man: There are people gathering in the road ahead!

Clear the road! Don't let 'em by.

Clear the road for the queen of France!

It's them!

It's the royal carriage!

Don't let 'em by!

No, they're angry.

Perhaps we could talk to them, hear their grievances.

Man: Kill the royals!

Perhaps not right now.

To lay hands on a royal person is death!

Oh, good lord.

Threatening a royal is death, too.

The fool has just told them they've got nothing to lose.

Come, we must escape.

To where?

We're trapped inside a carriage.

All my carriages have them.

Well, one never knows.

Come!

We have to keep moving!

They might look for us when they find the carriage is empty.

Take off your jewelry and turn your cloak inside out.