Elizabeth: Lady Margaret.
Margaret: My Lady the King's Mother, now. I am called "Your Grace" and I receive a royal bow.
Elizabeth: Indeed. [Remains standing tall] Does it bring you the joy you hoped it would?
Margaret: It is God's will. It is God who put my Henry on the throne,
Elizabeth: And God who puts my daughter on the other throne beside him.
Margaret: She is not made Queen yet.