Sir Thomas Boleyn:
These rooms, our new position? Does none of my work please you?
Lady Elizabeth:
These gifts, this favor will go as swiftly as it came. These rooms once belonged to the Duke of Buckingham, the King's closest friend. His head now rots on a spike.
Sir Thomas Boleyn:
He committed treason.
Lady Elizabeth:
Treason? What is treason? Anything the king or his lawyers decide it to be. On a whim.
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