Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story
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I must pose a question, gentle readers: Is this show about Queen Charlotte, as it claims?
And no one really drifts into her orbit because, you know, shes the queen.
Plus, there is no George in this episode since he is confined to his basement torture chamber.
While I am sympathetic to their struggles, there just isnt much to say!
So lets flip the script and give our primary focus to a woman well deserving of it!
Its not that she misses her husband because, well, how could anyone miss being treated like that?
She doesnt even like wine!
As Sondheim might say, How can you know who you are / Till you know what you want?
Its a lovely bit of acting from Arsema Thomas, who is, as ever, luminous.
Lord Danbury was the first of their group to die, and the laws of succession are unclear.
Does this mean Lady Danburys 4-year-old son is now Lord Danbury?
She will just sign her name like a rude man and trick him!
And who should she happen upon while out in the woods but Lord Ledger?
Oh, I bet they do, sir.
I bet they do!
Once again, I must ring the chemistry alarm!
There is such a surprising sweetness to this pair that I find we are sorely lacking everywhere else.
They comesoclose to kissing after confessing their relative unhappiness.
Like, faces are literally centimeters apart before he leaps up to return home.
Lord Danbury was wildly overspending, and she may be penniless.
I thought it high time, your highness, that you met my son, Lord Danbury.
He gives her a tiny, adorable nod, and they leave the palace hand in hand.
When the twosome arrive home, yet another surprise is waiting for them.
After offering her official condolences (Sorrows.
In fairness, Charlotte has really been going through it.
They agree to start again as proper friends, commiserating about their relative lack of options as women.
She tells him he cant be there, and he replies that he is not.
Nor is he inside, nor will he be loud.
There, she sighs, satisfied for the first time ever in her sex-having life.
I sure hope this doesnt come back to haunt her!
Our present timeline continues to deliver, giving us one of my favorite scenes in recent memory.
You get that were talking about sex, right?
I almost asked a footman to lie on top of me today.
Why do they never have real conversations, these older, mature women of the ton?
She returns the favor, hinting that her own garden didnt bloom until her husband died.
Sorrows, Sorrows.
She has, as promised, chosen brides for her sons William and Edward.
I forgot myself and overstepped, she says.
As prince regent, the matter rests entirely in the Prince of Waless hands.
He is acting sovereign and ultimate authority.
Georgie, be a good boy and approve the marriages.
And reader, he does.
Charlotte takes a breath and is honest with her son for what seems like the first time.
The life of a royal is … lonely, she says.
So you grab someone and you hang on.
You hang on and you love hard because if you do not, you are lost.
We love to see it!
