1-Are you sure this is wise?
It’s been quite a day. Are you tired?
Oh, no. Ah, well, not really. It’s just…
Well, I’m stronger than I look.
– How much longer are you in London? – Only until Friday.
Then home via Brussels. Uncle Leopold must have his report.
Oh, dear. I have a quadrille with the Prince of Prussia next.
My poor little toes. I feel sorry for them already.
I’ve had a letter from King Leopold.
He proposes extending this visit of Prince Albert.
– And what have you answered? – Nothing yet.
Well, perhaps you should tell your uncle
you need to focus on your new duties right now.
Thank you for being my messenger.
I hope I’ve given my uncle enough detail. Fill in anything I’ve missed.
– He takes a great interest in you. – Yes, don’t I know it.
You should see the questions he asks by every letter.
Like a never-ending examination.
Lord Melbourne calls him this…
What about Lord Melbourne?
– The French Ambassador is here. – Right. Erm…
I wish you a good journey.
I would so like to be useful to you.
If there is ever an opportunity.
I know you would.
But not yet.
Have you read this?
It seems she does not think it appropriate
to discuss politics in our otherwise “delightful correspondence”.
– Which was dictated by Melbourne. – Damn it!
I can’t get past Melbourne.
Then get him past Melbourne! Get him into her bed!
My dear Victoria, Uncle Leopold is full of ideas
of how you and I may spend more time together.
And I must say I hope that some of them, at least, will come to pass.
Dear Albert, you’ve been keeping secrets.
When did you learn to dance so beautifully?
Lord M assures me the next several months
will be particularly gruelling and busy for me as a new Queen.
Thus, I am not certain when I shall see you again.
I look forward to your every letter,
enjoying the detail of life in Germany, and wishing to share more.
– Waterloo might not… – Yours affectionately, Victoria.
Ah, this quite inoffensive little game can turn into an effective weapon!
Lord Melbourne says French doctors kill their patients.
English ones just let them die.
I thought he might be here tonight.
He’s thrown me over for Lady Holland.
– I expect Your Majesty will miss him. – Not too severely. He’s back tomorrow.
No, no, no. I meant when he’s out of power.
Well, only, I don’t wish to crow, but… I thought it was common knowledge
that he’s about to lose the vote.
Schatzi? I thought you were in your bedroom.
– You won’t desert me, will you? – Never.
Mein liebes Schatzi.
Every one of your ladies is the wife of a friend of Lord Melbourne.
Surely you can see how that looks?
You should not set such store by appearances, Sir Robert.
I only ask for a token. For two ladies, even one, who supports my cause.
Otherwise, it must seem as if Palace and Parliament have fallen out.
– I want to go in. – I beg your pardon, ma’am.
Her Majesty is with the Prime Minister and cannot be disturbed.
But that will not apply to her mother.
I’m very sorry, ma’am.
Let me understand you.
Are you saying it is the Prime Minister who selects my household?
– Has the law changed in this regard? – No, of course not.
Well, then, there cannot be much more to be said.
Good day, Sir Robert.
Could you please ask Lady Portman to come in as you leave?
I wonder if you could have a note delivered to Lord Melbourne.
Of course, ma’am.
– Good God! What are we coming to? – Who was it? I didn’t see.
The Duchess of Montrose. That’s the end to her career at Court, I hope.
If I ban everyone who thinks me wrong, you and I will be alone in the ballroom.
With sorrow, I must inform the House
that I have been unable to persuade the Queen
that her ladies should not solely adhere to the views of my opponents.
I have therefore informed Her Majesty
that I am not qualified to form a government,
if I do not enjoy her confidence.
Mr Speaker, are we to understand that the great Sir Robert Peel
has been frightened off by a few frilly petticoats?
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