The White Princess

Previously on The White Princess...

This one looks most like Teddy.

Now tell me your name.

Teddy. I am the rightful King of England.

His name is Lambert Simnel.

Routing his army has caused grave injury to my uncle.

It is a shame you didn't marry Jasper. Jasper is the man you love.

Might we not cherish something for ourselves?

I have found a wife for you.

Kate Woodville. The Dowager Queen's sister.

"When you were first with child, with Arthur",

"I knew then that he'd never be the king."

What does she say?

She says he will not be king. She is wishing him to die.

They killed one of the brothers.

Richard escaped, now we don't know where he is.

We have a guest.

Is it really you?

Our lost York Prince.

"My dear Elizabeth."

"I write with news of our success,"

"both here in Burgundy and beyond."

"I have received word from the Doge of Venice,"

"who will publicly declare his support for your son, Prince Richard."

"All over Christendom, people sing songs of his return."

"Of a handsome York prince with golden hair."

"Our friends in Europe are many."

"For seven years they have written to tell me of their love for Richard."

"Your son's cause grows stronger every day."

"Soon he will be ready to come against Henry."

"He will be restored and take his rightful position"

"as King of England."

Another letter for the Dowager York Queen Elizabeth.

I almost forgot to invite the King.

What is it?

The Duchess writes on behalf of so-called "Prince Richard."

Inviting the Queen and I to be her guests at court.

She is shameless. You must refuse.

Must I?

And here I was thinking what a pleasant trip it might be.

Prince Richard?

The whole world knows he died in the Tower years ago.

- The Duchess is either mad or a fool... - She's neither.

Of course she knows the boy is an imposter.

Like the last.

What does it matter if she is able to convince people otherwise?

The people of England support you.

Do not doubt that.

There are rumors, Your Grace, of...

Nobles in the southern counties planning to flee to Burgundy.

We shall close the ports...

And stop all trade.

All legitimate travel because of a rumor?

England would be up in arms.

I agree.

It is too drastic. The world would think I acted out of fear.

How will you respond?

Ah!

A letter has just arrived from the King.

- We are summoned to court. - For what reason?

It doesn't say.

What do you think it could be?

I couldn't begin to guess.

But we must leave right away.

Must I go?

Maggie. We are the King's loyal servants.

Of course. It's just so peaceful here.

Hey. It's a trip to court for us, young man.

At least it means we can visit Teddy.

Right then, young man. Race me to the house.

Here, Teddy.

Books, ink and parchment.

And best of all, cheese from our own cows.

Teddy? Teddy.

Little Henry needs a cuddle from his uncle.

You shouldn't have called him Henry.

The Duchess of Burgundy has invited me to be a guest at her court.

I have decided that I shall send you in my stead.

Of course, Your Grace. I would be honored to do...

No. I meant your wife, My Lady Pole.

Me, Your Grace?

The two of you together.

But, Your Grace, I've never met my cousin Richard.

Surely you would recognize your own kin, would you not?

Who better to expose this boy as a pretender

than his own cousin?

How do you respond, My Lady?

The princes and princess have missed their cousin.

As I have missed mine.

All is well in Wales?

A Tudor husband is not so horrible after all.

I do not think of us as York or Tudor.

We are a family. A happy one.

Or would be, if my brother could be with us.

And you? Here? With the King?

Every day he puts a fresh red rose

and white rose into the Queen's rooms for me.

Much has changed between us.

Ours too is now a happy union.

Please don't be nervous, Maggie.

The Duchess may be persuasive to some, but she has proved

she will stop at nothing to bring an imposter against my husband.

I am pleased the King has so much faith in me.

If you have any doubts you must raise them only to me.

Do you think it could be him?

Your brother?

My mother has clearly told the Duchess of Richard's escape.

Make no mistake, she is the architect of all of this,

It is just another urchin our aunt has plucked from the street

and dressed up as a prince.

Richard was my brother.

And I miss him every day. But that boy is not him.

And Henry must never know of Richard's escape.

For his sake and for ours.

I will do my duty to the King.

Good.

Come.

We will be back before you know it.

You will be safe here at the palace.

He will be well. You mustn't worry.

God speed.

Are you certain you can trust Lady Pole?

These women are Yorks, Henry. Never forget that.

Her son is here at Westminster.

And her brother in the Tower.

We can trust her.

The King has spoken.

Your brother was rude to me today.

You hear me?

I don't appreciate his tone.

Don't be so sensitive, Margaret.

I will not have him jibe at me.

Take him in hand.

I will not lecture the man whose army secured

the Battle of Bosworth for Henry, on decorum.

You would have me believe that that was an act of selflessness?

It would be the Stanleys' first and last.

I suppose we should look to you as our model for that particular virtue?

I am selfless.

My only interest is the will of God.

How fortunate his will is so often in tune with yours.

What do you mean?

His will to place you here as mother of the King knows no bounds.

He ordered the murder of two small boys in your cause, did he not?

Lizzie. Lady Mother.

Have I not been a loving and dutiful daughter to you?

You have.

Have I not visited and cared for you these past years?

Forgiven you for the lies that you have told me?

It seems something upsets you.

Of what am I accused now?

You must put a stop to this.

You think I do not know that you are plotting with the Duchess?

Believe me.

Your aunt needs no help.

I do not want to read this.

News of your brother's health and success do not please you?

This boy...

Is every bit as fraudulent as the last one my aunt sent to claim the throne.

This boy is Richard.

You cannot know that.

He is your brother and the rightful King of England.

You put me on the throne with Henry.

You made me a Tudor Queen.

I made you a York Queen.

And now you would just take that from me?

Is the truth you have always loved my brother more than me?

Oh, Lizzie.

I have loved you with all my heart

for all of your life.

No one is closer.

I am old.

I am fading.

I should be with my eldest girl as I live out my days.

Your sisters have all gone off to their own husbands and families.

I should be with you.

But Henry would never allow that.

I love you, Lizzie.

Henry will do anything I ask of him.

He loves me, Mother.

And I love him.

Your Grace.

It is my hope that your closeness to your daughter

will speed your return to health.

Thank you for your kindness.

I will visit you later.

Your Grace.

We intercepted these at Greenwich.

Signed and sealed by English Lords.

Addressed to the Duchess of Burgundy,

pledging their support for the so-called "York boy."

Well?

My men will make arrests.

We should have acted sooner.

A handful of traitors does not make a rebellion.

Not yet.

The letters.

How do they name me?

Go on.

Your Grace... Go on.