[Rodmilla, Marguerite and Jacqueline walk in the throne room curtsying all of the nobles and finally bow to King Francis, Queen Marie and Prince Henry] King Francis: Baroness, did you or did you not lie to Her Majesty, the Queen of France? [Rodmilla and Marguerite stand up with shocked expressions on their faces] Queen Marie: Choose your words wisely, madame. For they may be your last. Rodmilla: A woman would practically do anything for the love of a daughter, Your Majesties. [pause] Perhaps I did get a little carried away. Marguerite: Mother, What have you done?! Your Majesty, like you, I am just a victim here. [Jacqueline rolls her eyes] She has lied to us both and I am ashamed to call her family. Rodmilla: [pushes her] How dare you turn on me, you little ingrate! Marguerite: You see? You see what I have to put up with?! King Francis: Silence, both of you! Good Lord! [to Jacqueline] Are they always like this? Jacqueline: Worse, Your Majesty. Rodmilla: Jacqueline, darling, I'd hate to think you that had anything to do with this. Jacqueline: [sarcastically] Of course not, Mother. I'm only here for the food. Queen Marie: Baroness de Ghent, you are forthwith stripped of your title and you and your horrible daughter are to be shipped to the Americas on the first available boat. Unless by some miracle, someone here will speak for you? [Rodmilla begins looking desperately at the other nobles; they look back coldly] Rodmilla: [nervously] There seem to be quite a few people out of town. Danielle: I will speak for her. [All the courtiers kneel (including a stunned Marguerite). Rodmilla turns around and sees Danielle walk up to her dressed like a princess] She is after all, my stepmother. Rodmilla: [kneels] Your Highness. Henry: Marguerite, I don't believe you've met... my wife. Danielle: [to Rodmilla, smiling] I want you to know that I will forget you after this moment and never think of you again. But you, I am quite certain will think about me every single day for the rest of your life. Rodmilla: And how long might that be? Danielle: [looks up] All I ask, Your Majesties... is that you show her the same courtesy that she has bestowed upon me. [Cut to the royal laundry room, where Marguerite and Rodmilla are now working as servants] Laundry Room Supervisor: [to Marguerite and Rodmilla] After you wash the table cloths, you can start on the napkins and move those over there. Rodmilla: Marguerite. Marguerite: What? Rodmilla: You heard the woman. Marguerite: So did you. Rodmilla: Yes, but I'm management. Marguerite: [frustrated] Like Hell you are! You're just the same as me, a big NOBODY!!! Rodmilla: [enraged] How dare you speak to me that way! I am of noble blood! Laundry Room Supervisor: [irritated] And you are getting on my nerves. [smacks Marguerite and Rodmilla with a huge bag of table cloths, knocking the two into a vat of purple lye water. The other servants laugh at them] Ha-ha! Now get to work. [walks away] [Marguerite bursts out crying, while Rodmilla flaps her arms around in anger]

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