The Girl King Page #2

Am I just a pawn for the taking?

You don't need those kings,

you have me!

- Marry me!

- No!

I'll support

all your revolutions,

we've talked about

this Kristina!

I brought you the china

and the crystal...

NO!!!

No...

You need not

to unpack your trunks.

I'm sending you back to Paris.

But Kristina...

You heard her...

You're going back to Paris.

And I'm sending you

to the German front.

[GASPS]

Do you dare object?

No...

We need to demonstrate

our strength on all fronts

during these peace negotiations.

Of course.

But...

I'll keep all of my promises.

I swear I will!

Let her go.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Custodiat animam

tuam in vitam aeternam.

Amen.

You gave a courageous

speech, your Majesty.

Some called it suicidal.

You were guided

by your free will.

My what?

Ren Descartes is

currently living in Holland.

He's studying

the passions of the soul.

The passions of the soul?

How to recognize them

in order to master them.

There is no need

to study our passions,

they're all bad for the soul.

Our lives are

determined in advance.

Life is God's gift to us,

and He alone

is in charge of our fate.

Beware of Catholics,

your Majesty...

They practice loose theology.

Shall we talk about

these peace negotiations?

I expect they will be difficult.

Johan, you would make

a fine negotiator for us.

What?

In Osnabruck.

You're sending me to Germany?

Who could better

represent me than you?

Johan is grateful,

your majesty, for this honour.

Yes, of course, thank you.

[HORSES WHINNYING]

It's about time!

[SIGH]

What is she doing here?

From now on, I'll be choosing

my ladies-in-waiting myself.

The "lady's seat"

restricts us to trotting,

and it makes us look ridiculous.

Get down.

Give her your saddle.

How do you expect me to feel,

she's sending me away...

She has to learn

to appreciate your worth...

Oh, really?

From a distance?

No, make sure you're

the best negotiator possible,

impress her.

She wants to keep

all the power for herself.

I'll make sure

she doesn't forget you.

Follow me!

[GUNSHOT]

[SURPRISED SHOUT]

Mmmm...

[SIGH]

Mmm...

[CHUCKLES]

By the rusty nails

of Christ's cross,

this is delicious!

I've been eating and hunting

bear since I was a child,

but this...

This is something else.

Shallots, garlic,

and, important...

One or two measures

of french white wine.

- Sant, your Majesty!

- Sant...

Look!

This is a tomato...

It comes from Spain's New World.

They're also called

"love apples".

Mmmm...

Come...

Come sit here...

At your table?

Come!

Taste this...

[LAUGHTER]

Mmmm...

They're love apples...

Delicious!

[LAUGHS]

Descartes believes in

the proper use of our passions.

Because he thinks,

it is the source

of all felicity in our lives.

Hum...

Does that mean he rejects

the philosophy of the Stoics?

Human passions

are bad for your soul?

Absolutely...

Then why should we learn

to recognize our feelings?

Then we can decide what is right

and what is wrong for ourselves.

But our lives are

determined in advance.

Life is meant to be gray until

we earn the final darkness.

[SIGHS]

Don't you think we

can add a bit of colour?

I find all this very exciting...

and disturbing.

By whose authority are you

dining with our sovereign?

I thank you, madame,

for this delicious dinner.

And ladies-in-waiting should not

be dining, at the queen's table.

Chancellor...

I invited the ambassador myself.

A Jesuit scoundrel!

A Catholic recruiter.

How can you be so careless!

Can you image if people

were aware of your

private meetings with that man?

And there was no need to be so

rough with my lady-in-waiting.

I want to make Kristina,

the greatest Lutheran

sovereign in the world.

And I work night and day

to have your reforms approved

but there's

opposition from all sides.

Your ideas are expensive,

and peace doesn't

fill our coffers.

I believe in your ideas,

but you must help me.

Don't allow your

curiosity to distract you.

When one does as one wishes,

one rarely does as one should.

[SPITTING]

[SIGH]

Hum...

[PASSIONATE SIGH]

[FLY BUZZING]

Monsieur Descartes,

I've heard about your

research on human emotions...

I would like you to

explain two things to me...

Bonjour, oui?

This is for Descartes.

First...

[LAUGHING]

I would like you to tell me...

What is love?

I cannot grasp

the secret impulse,

that draws us to one person

rather than another,

Before we truly know

that person's worth.

[LITTLE SIGH]

Does this hidden alliance

have its roots in the body...

or the mind?

And secondly,

how does one

get rid of this feeling?

There are two kinds of love.

Compassionate love...

which makes us desire

the best for those we love.

And lustful love.

The love that makes us

desire those we love.

[HEAVY BREATHING]

Every passion

changes us physically,

and each one

has its own symptoms.

We can identify them

by the changes in our pulse,

our breathing...

or by the flush of our skin.

But beware

of facial expressions.

They do not always

reveal the truth since,

we can willfully control

our facial expressions.

To hide one passion,

we can imagine another,

quite the opposite.

But, for the time being,

you should love.

You can reason afterwards.

These are for me?

Are you serious?

It's a present from Johan.

- Is he serious?

- Hum...

Perhaps you...

neglected these things

for too long...

The fff... feminine things

that please...

Please who?

Mmm...

Ah...

This one is luminous.

Yes, it's luminous.

Yes.

[GASPS]

How luminous!

Try it on.

Me?

I'm sure it will suit you.

[GIGGLES]

No!

Here in front of me.

In front of you?

Yes.

You're suddenly so quiet.

I'm trying to change

my facial expression

by thinking of something

totally different.

[CHUCKLES]

Your fianc?

Jakob?

How does he look at you?

Sometimes he touches

his chest like you...

right now.

Then he places his hands

on his chin, like you.

The gown.

Is he proud

to have you on his arm?

I think so.

Does he know how many men envy

him in the jungle of suitors?

Jakob looks at me the way

we look at white swans.

We praise the beauty

of their wings, but...

We forbid them to fly.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

How does he touch you?

I love to make you blush.

Did you have this

gown made for me?

I knew you would like it.

[LITTLE LAUGH, SIGH]

Tell me that you like them.

They're lovely...

I know more about...

artillery

and cavalry strategies...

[LAUGHS]

[LAUGHTER]

[LAUGHTER]

[LAUGHS/BREATHING HEAVILY]

Time for prayers, Your Majesty.

Nature is devious,

when it comes to desire.

We must not

let her have her way.

Dear God, let discernment

and doubt be my guides.

- Amen.

- Amen.

By the way,

that gown was for you.

I meant to tell you,

from now on,

I will have a private audience

with whomever I please...

- I don't think...

- And, whenever I please.

Good night, Chancellor.

I delivered your instructions

for the expansion

of the Fallon mines.

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