your pardon, m'lord, he asked me to come in his stead.
shall i leave, m'lord?
you directed me to report to you the moment the king's conference was ended.
scotland. he intends --
he intends to grant --
his majesty was quite keen that you should understand --
no, m'lord.
yes. i had thought that.  i was loathsome to you. perhaps i am. if i may be excused, m'lord.
how do you know this?
he shouldn't be telling secrets in bed.
this scottish rebel.  wallace? he fights to avenge a woman?
i wouldn't know.
i am the princess of wales.
i come as the king's servant, and with his authority.
but now that i am here, will you speak with a woman?
i understand that you have recently been given the rank of knight.
did god make you the sacker of peaceful cities? the executioner of the king's nephew, my husband's own cousin?
that is not possible.
hamilton, leave us.
leave us now.
let us talk plainly. you invade england. but you cannot complete the conquest, so far from your shelter and supply. the king proposes that you withdraw your attack. in return he grants you title, estates, and this chest with a thousand pounds of gold, which i am to pay to you personally.
peace is made is such ways.
i understand you have suffered. i know.  about your woman.
sir. i leave this money, as a gift. not from the king, but from myself. and not to you, but to the orphans of your country.
no. he did not.
he waits. for you. he says he will attack no more towns -- if you are man enough to come fight him.
a mindless barbarian. not a king like you, m'lord.
humbly, m'lord.
no. i have it to ease the suffering of the children of this war.
forgive me, sire. i thought that generosity might demonstrate your greatness to those you mean to rule.
good day to you, m'lords.
i am cheerful with a plan to soothe your miseries. all of england shudders with the news of renewed rebellion.
wallace himself. if you wish to pretend a ghost rallies new volunteers in every scottish town, i leave you to your hauntings. if you wish to take him, i know a way.
i have faced him. have you?
he will fight you forever. but what does he fight for? freedom first, and peace. so grant them.
grant, as you do everything else, with treachery. offer him a truce to discuss terms, and send me to my castle at locharmbie as your emissary. he trusts me. pick thirty of your finest assassins for me to take along. and i will set the meeting, and the ambush.
and you have reached wallace's men?
it does me good to see you.
there will be a new shipment of supplies coming north next month. food and weapons. they will trav --
then why did you come?
because of the way you're looking at me now. the same way.  as when we met.
i know. you looked at me.  and saw her.
you must forgive me what i feel. no man has ever looked at me as you did.
i have taken vows. more than one. i've vowed faithfulness to my husband, and sworn to give him a son. and i cannot keep both promises.
you understand. consider, before you laugh and say no. you will never own a throne, though you deserve one. but just as the sun will rise tomorrow, some man will rule england. and what if his veins ran not with the blood of longshanks, but with that of a true king?
no. but can you love me for the sake of all you loved and lost? or simply love me.  because i love you?
no one! hurry!
when we.  did you think of her?
is it true? wallace is captured?
when will his trial be?
i will see the prisoner.
the king will be dead in a month! and his son is a weakling! who do you think will rule this kingdom? now open this door!
stop! leave me! there is no way out of this hell! leave me with him!
sir, i.  come to beg you to confess all, and swear allegiance to the king, that he might show you mercy.
mercy.  is to die quickly. perhaps even live in the tower. in time, who knows what can happen, if you can only live.
you will die! it will be awful!
drink this! it will dull your pain.
i can't bear the thought of your torture. take it!
i have come to beg for the life of william wallace.
i respect him. at worst he was a worthy enemy. show mercy.  oh thou great king.  and win the respect of your own people.
even now, you are incapable of mercy?
nor you. to you that word is as unfamiliar as love.
you see? death comes to us all. and it comes to william wallace. but before death comes to you, know this: your blood dies with you. a child who is not of your line grows in my belly. your son will not sit long on the throne. i swear it.