The marriage of a senior noble is a matter of the state.
Something only the king can decide.
Who else knows about this?
No one. Norfolk: Good.
Well, that's how it will remain. Forever.
But you cannot undo what has been done before god.
And consummated too.
There have been improper intimacies?
I have lain with my husband.
There's nothing improper about it.
Norfolk: By god, if you were my daughter!
The boy will return to northumberland,
Where he will marry the talbot girl,
As arranged.
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You will be sent to France and stay there
Until you have learned your lesson. Anne: What?
No.
Father, please.
How can you have done this?
You knew full well mary's friendship with the king
Is at an extremely delicate stage.
Any scandal, a-any mark upon her name
Could be fatal.
You will be sent to join the court of the french queen
And stay there
Until your father has forgiven you.
You told them, didn't you?
It was for your own good.
You never would have got away with it.
It would have ruined your prospects forever.
Really? For my good?
Well, I'll try to remind myself of that while I'm in exile.
And you're here in the king's bed,
Not challenged for our father's affection
That is was for my good and not yours.
Anne.