Forget crowns of gold and treasures most rare, for a new tale stirreth the court of England. It is whispered through palace halls that Queen Camilla, consort to His Majesty King Charles III, hath, in a night most unlooked-for, abandoned sleep and repose to partake of a strange delight: the watching of three full seasons of the wondrous play called Bridgerton.
The Midnight Vigil
What began as a simple passing of hours by the hearth did, as the night lengthened, grow into a vigil most devoted. Her Majesty, swathed in mantle and blanket, did whisper, “Only one more.” Yet the hours turned, the candles burned low, and still she lingered, her heart ensnared by scandalous balls, tales of forbidden love, and the mysterious quill of Lady Whistledown.
At dawn’s first light, the Queen, still astir, was said to hum the melodies of that enchanted tale whilst taking her morning draught of tea.
A Transformation Most Unforeseen
When the new day broke, and courtiers came to attend their sovereign lady, lo, she entered with an air most altered.
“From henceforth,” quoth she, “ye shall address me not as Queen Camilla, but as Her Grace, the Diamond of the Season.”
Servants tell how she bowed before her own reflection, essaying a curtsy fit for a duchess, a sight both wondrous and strange. Even His Majesty, King Charles, stood bemused, pondering whether tailcoats should henceforth be worn at breakfast.
Ripples Through the Court
Thus did her enchantment spread. Blossoms in abundance were ordered for the halls, feasts of puddings and sweetmeats were demanded, and whispers tell she rehearsed noble speeches before her loyal corgis. Some jest that violinists may soon follow her from chamber to chamber, playing strains of ballad and waltz.
The People Rejoice
When word of her nocturnal devotion spread beyond the gates of Buckingham, the folk of the realm did rejoice with laughter. “At last,” quoth they, “a Queen who knoweth the peril of the midnight cry, Next Episode!”
Across the land, artists and wits made merry, setting Her Majesty’s likeness beside the dames of Bridgerton, and dubbing her the truest Diamond of them all. Others contend her jewel of a title must vie against young Princess Charlotte, who but lately was hailed as Pizza Queen.
The Legacy of a Night
Now it is said the Queen dreameth of hosting a Bridgerton-themed revel within the royal gardens, where lords and ladies must appear in empire gowns and tailcoats, else be turned away.
And so it is written: though crowned with diadem and sovereign honour, Queen Camilla hath yielded, if but for a night, to the sweet temptations of tale and theatre. Whether in jest or in earnest, she now walketh the palace halls as Your Grace, the Diamond of the Season. 💎
