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Jane Parker.
William, please.
Exactly.
How is His Majesty?
I lost it.
I think Anne can do a lot better than a merchant's son.
One shouldn't gaze too long.
To be mistress of the king of England is by no means to diminish yourself.
Anne?
- Anne. - How could I?
So you and I need to work together, Jane.
What's so amusing?
Now send it back.
I'm aware of one Boleyn girl.
...before all the other noble families discover the truth...
Not too adequate, I hope. This is our sister's day.
You believe that?
- You've reached too high, as always. - The king will deal with Katherine.
Your Majesty.
...that you should turn against me like this?
Well done.
...as if it never was.
Please, please, you must believe me.
Who's he with?
It's a girl.
And a cross close to my heart at all times.
As ever.
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And I would never betray my sister. Now I beg you, leave me.
Queen in all but name.
The only way forward is by legal means.
...she must begin her lying-in, immediately.
Crowds are with her.
So how was it, the wedding night?
Thank you, but I must return to the country.
...that is was for my good and not yours.
A great king...
As you do, Your Grace.
What about our future in the country?
No, never. I'll be married, that's all.
It gives me no rest. Like his father.
I've failed you as an elder sister.
...to believe I'd know one if he were before me.
I just can't. I just...
Younger than me. More beautiful than me.
- Our sister. - George, they'll never allow it.
I'm told I'm too late for my brother, George.
Oh, really?
May God bless you...
A son.
Staring at me, wondering why I do not show.
One wouldn't want to outshine her.
I gave myself to a man I loved.
Leave us.
Because he'll only do to you what he's done to me.
...in France have made any difference?
On the contrary.
...being seduced by the Devil...
It's a long journey from bended knee to the altar.
Mary, Your Grace.
Was it a boy?
She must have ridden it a thousand times.