Carlton House, later that day. The PRINCE OF WALES complains to SHERIDAN in a drawing room as the former eats chocolates.
PRINCE OF WALES: What in God's name possessed Pitt to make him say what he did?
SHERIDAN: It is not Pitt who worries me, but Mr. Rolle, for he will not be satisfied until he thoroughly discusses your marriage.
PRINCE OF WALES: You mean the one that does not exist?
SHERIDAN: [Sighs] Right.
PRINCE OF WALES: [Hesitantly] Of course... Mrs. Fitzherbert may be under the impression that we are lawfully married.
SHERIDAN: [Skeptical and defensive] What have you done?
PRINCE OF WALES: Nothing, nothing at all. I only sought to comfort Mrs. Fitzherbert by allowing her to believe we are married, when in actuality—
SHERIDAN: You are comforting her with a lie.
PRINCE OF WALES: It is not a lie, but it is... subject to debate. You see, I had a Catholic priest "wed us" so that we could live as man and wife without breaching the law. However, as you are aware, a marriage conducted by anyone other than a Protestant minister is void.
SHERIDAN: And the poor lady is unaware of this.
PRINCE OF WALES: That is why I have called you here. I need you to inform her that while an explanation must be made pertaining to our relationship, our marriage will not be denied outright in the House of Commons.
SHERIDAN: But will it be denied?
PRINCE OF WALES: I cannot say for certain. Nonetheless, Mrs. Fitzherbert cannot be made aware of this possibility.
SHERIDAN: You are her "husband," not me. Why should you not be the one to discuss this with her?
PRINCE OF WALES: I think she would preferably hear it from you. She is quite fond of you, Richard.
SHERIDAN: [Interested] Is she?
PRINCE OF WALES: She abhors Fox, naturally, but she admires your playwriting abilities, as well as your wit and discernment.
SHERIDAN: [Smiling faintly] Oh.
PRINCE OF WALES: You will explain all this to her, then?
SHERIDAN: [Looking at the PRINCE OF WALES] Yes, I will.
PRINCE OF WALES: Good! [Muttering] That saves me the trouble of doing it.
LORD SOUTHAMPTON knocks at the door and then enters.
LORD SOUTHAMPTON: I have a verbal message for Your Royal Highness.
PRINCE OF WALES: From whom?
LORD SOUTHAMPTON: Mr. William Pitt, the Prime Minister. He wishes to convey an apology for the harsh words he spoke toward you in the House of Commons.
PRINCE OF WALES: [Haughtily] I never receive verbal messages except from the King... That will be all, Lord Southampton.
LORD SOUTHAMPTON bows and exits.
PRINCE OF WALES: A verbal message? Ha! It is amazing how pathetic some people can be.
SHERIDAN gives the PRINCE OF WALES a look as the latter eats more chocolates. Cut to ACT II, SCENE IV.
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The Drunken Feathers
Historical FictionIn this biographical series that begins in 1784, twenty-one-year-old George, Prince of Wales-- the eldest son of King George III and heir to the British throne-- spends his youth idly by keeping countless mistresses, drinking profusely, and making f...