EPISODE 11Arc II: The RiseDraft
The Consolidation

Reign begins absorbing rival operations. Quietly. Surgically.
**FADE IN:**

**INT. PENTHOUSE - NIGHT**

The figure from the SUV steps out. DAMIEN (50s), impeccably dressed, moves with a chilling stillness. He enters the penthouse as if he owns it. Jonathan shrinks back, terrified.

JONATHAN
Damien... I thought you were dead.

DAMIEN
(a cold smile)
Reports were exaggerated. I’ve been... repurposed. Government contractor now. Your little street-level drama is interfering with my business.

Damien’s eyes shift to Reign. He assesses her, not as a woman, but as a piece on a chessboard.

DAMIEN (CONT’D)
I didn’t come for him. I came for you. I’ve been watching you, Reign. Your strategy, your efficiency... it’s impressive. Wasted on this petty kingdom.

He places a classified file on the marble table between them.

DAMIEN (CONT’D)
I’m offering you a promotion. A place in a global network. Real power. The kind you can’t even imagine.

REIGN
And if I refuse?

DAMIEN
Then you and your king become a liability. And liabilities get erased. You have 24 hours to decide.

He turns and leaves. Reign looks at the file, then at Jonathan’s terrified face. The game just got infinitely bigger.

**SMASH CUT TO BLACK.**

**ON SCREEN TEXT: A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL. OR A WAR WITH A GOD?**

**END OF EPISODE 11**