Matt Ford
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Darnley eyes his father, whose clenched fists betray his disdain.
He hears him whisper.
A king doesn't ask.
Darnley swallows and raises his voice.
My lords, a toast.
Still, they ignore him.
To Darnley's horror, his father slams his own goblet down so hard on the oak banquet table, the room falls silent.
Please silence for your new king.
Darnley hides his mortification.
He presses his crown into his head, feels his nerves calm as Mary places a hand upon his and smiles.
To my queen, whose beauty almost makes up for all the stern-faced Protestant counsellors I'm now forced to endure.
Darnley expects laughter.
Instead, he's met with silence.
Darnley's throne when Mary rises.
My husband jests, of course.
Darnley feels his cheeks flush.
To Scotland and to her king and queen united.
Darnley slumps into his chair.