Lady P: *Yawn* Bring my breakfast, maid. NOW!!!
Peggy: Yes Madame
Lady P: Gruel is too cold and *phhhh* WHY IS THERE A SLUG IN MY TEA!!!
Peggy (trying to hide a laugh): Don't worry Madame, I shall get you some more
Lady P: And while you're at it, bring me my tiara and get the band to play music for my parade
Peggy: Yes Madame
Lady P: Elina, my future princess, come here
Elina: Yes Ma- I mean mother
Lady P: Sit down my beautiful daughter, when the maid comes back you can have your hair done
Elina: Ok mother *sigh*
Peggy: Here's your tiara Madame
Lady P: It's a bit over the top, but it'll do, now for the music
Viking: You need music? How about a traditional viking anthem
Lady P: let's hear it then
Viking: We are the vikings, AHHHH AHHHH AHHHHH
We are strong AHHHH AHHHH
Lady P: No no, definitely not
Viking: How about a trumpet fanfare, PHHHHH PHHH PHHHHHH
Lady P: AHHHHHH where did you even come from anyway? GUARDS!
Lady P: FIND MY GOLD NECKLACE MAID
Peggy: Yes Madame, huuhhhh
Lady P: Whatever could be the matter now!
Peggy: It's not there!
Lady P: Oh no, Oh no, this cannot be happening, round up the followers, the king must be told. That is my GREAT GRANDMOTHER'S NECKLACE
Elina: Catastrophe!
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Elizabeth - a play
Historical Fictionuncompleted play - the untrue story of how Elizabeth I came to be queen