The room is a small box, composed of sharply cut stone. The room is uncomfortably small, and filled with a lingering scent of something unfamiliar to the occupants.
Confessional, Inside Church
bishop
queen
I need a new cushion for this throne! All this chatter in court is giving me a headache!  That Lord that just walked past offended my nose with his odor.  I need to find my chambermaid.
I have some things I need to get off my chest, bishop. I haven't seen you in a while my Queen, apologies for the timeliness. No prob. Let's do this. The king is killing me and I need to talk. Killing you... literally? Yes, he's plotting to get rid of me so he can be with his mistress. Well why did you come to confession with that information? Shouldn't you go to the guards? Because I'm going to get him before he gets me. And I feel guilty. Guilty about killing a man? You know he is right outside this confessional. Yeah, this is where it happens. Sorry for the inconvenience. But it seems like the place to do it, close to God and all. You're going to kill him here?! Yeah. Hold these while I go do this. I can't let you take the fall my queen!