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This week on Reign:

We open with Claude and Leith sharing a blissful post-coital morning after scene. In the Reign lexicon, this means “brace for the shittith is about to striketh”. And so it does. We learn its time for Claude to honour her bargain with Luc - i.e. set up falling in love, I mean, let’s-pretend-we’re-not-actually-hot-for-each-other-and-perform-our-perfunctory-duty-to-produce-an-heir. Leith isn’t happy (I mean who would be) and Claude reminds him that “darnit, this Luc thing means nothing and ffs, we agreed!” Oh Claude my naive child. You’re so wrong and this will only end badly.

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