Super Grover

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.
[There is dead silence amongst the Royal Court crowd.]
Rodmilla: [Anxiously looks around.] There seem to be quite a few people out of town.
Princess Danielle: [Voice from offscreen.] I will speak for her.
[Princess Danielle appears behind Rodmilla. The entire Royal Court bows. Shocked, Rodmilla turns to face Princess Danielle.]
Princess Danielle: She is, after all, my stepmother.
[Princess Danielle approaches Rodmilla and stops in front of her.]
Rodmilla: [Reluctantly she begins to slowly bow.] Your Highness.
Prince Henry: Marguerite.
[Shocked Marguerite turns toward Henry.]
Prince Henry: I don't believe you've met... My wife.
Princess Danielle: [With poise and composure she speaks softly.] 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?
Princess Danielle: [Looks at King Francis and Queen Marie.] All I ask, Your Majesties, is that you show her the same courtesy that she has bestowed upon me.

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King Francis: Baroness. Did you or did you not lie to Her Majesty, the Queen of France?
Queen Marie: Choose your words wisely, madame, for they may be your last.
Baroness Rodmilla de Ghent: A woman would do practically anything for the love of her daughter, Your Majesties. Perhaps I did get a little carried away.
Marguerite: Mother! What have you done?! Your Majesty, like you, I am just a victim here. She has lied to us both, and I am ashamed to call her family.
Baroness Rodmilla de Ghent: [Shoves Marguerite.] How dare you turn on me, you little ingrate!
Marguerite: [Feigns horror and shouts.] You see?! You see what I have to put up with?!
King Francis: [Pounds scepter on floor.] Silence! Both of you! Good Lord. [Looks at Jacqueline.] Are they always like this?
Jacqueline: Worse. Your Majesty.
Baroness Rodmilla de Ghent: [Angrily.] Jacqueline, darling, I'd hate to think you had anything to do with this.
Jacqueline: Of course not, Mother. I'm only here for the food.

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