Late night cumshot

against Francis.

Of course you didn't.

You would never hurt Francis.

He was your favorite.

But me?

Oh, Claude.

From the moment you were born,

our relationship has been complicated.

We live in a world that undervalues women.

I may be guilty of favoring my sons over my daughters.

You may be guilty.

I'm nothing to you but an annoyance,

a problem to be managed,

a thing to be given away in marriage.

Oh, you are a handful, but I love you, I swear.

And when you're wed and you leave this home,

you'll break my heart.

I will beg for word from you,

for a letter, for a visit,

just as I am begging for your forgiveness now.

Fine.

I won't tell him about how you poisoned me.

Thank you.

If you convince Charles to allow me

to choose my own husband.

Since when did you want to get married?

I'm only saying if I were to get married,

I want to choose the man.

Will you speak to the king?

I will.

Do you have someone in mind?

Good night, Mother.

The prince's seizures continue.

He will soon meet his maker.

I'm so sorry.

Were you able to learn anything more

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