Character: Mary Stuart

Regret is a terrible feeling. The ship sailed away, but it remained with me.

- I say that I will be on your side, against enemies visible and not visible, as a friend.
- As a friend, that's who we are now.
- Well, for a start, it's not bad, maybe it will be better.

- You have grown up, it's time for you to get married.
- Are you proposing or threatening me?

- We are semi-native, by the way, we have nothing in common except for the father.

- I stubbornly believe that every man, every king should be able to do something.
- One day you will become a great ruler, is that not enough?

- Oh, then I don't envy France.

The heart wants, even his own.

No one is responsible for your heart, only actions.

All will die, but the important thing is that we have strived for in life.

They say that marriage is based on promise. So. But the most durable is based on confidence, in an inexplicable faith in the other person.

- Undress.
What?
- It is necessary to dry clothes, big day tomorrow.
Okay. Turn around.
- All night?

- Mary...
- Rose...
- Be careful, there might be ghosts.
- In the castle?
- They say that there are very many. Restless soul, the girl with the disfigured face, she's hiding him.
- I've been at the French court at your age, and ghosts seen.
- And suddenly, they saw you?