I was looking at a few photos from a series that ran last year that featured bits with Richard III and his queen, Anne Neville.
They were so young… he was 30 when he took the throne. Anne had just turned 27.
I’ve always thought both of them would have been much happier staying in Middleham as they had for the previous twelve years. Neither one seems to have cared much for court, and there they were, having to establish their own.
Guinevere says something in the musical “Camelot” that I’ve never forgotten, after Arthur asks if she wishes she’d never been born a queen.
“Oh, occasionally. It’s never being alone that bothers me most. Do you know, I have never been without someone around me in my entire life?… I mean, completely, totally, solitarily alone? Sometimes I wish the castle were empty, everyone gone, no one here but me. Do you know what I would do? I would bolt every door, lock every window, take off all my clothes and run stark naked from room to room. I would got to the kitchen, naked; prepare my own meals; naked; do some embroidery, naked; and put on my crown, naked. And when I passed a mirror, I would stop and say, “Ello, Jenny old thing! Nice to see you.!” But I must say, on the whole, being a queen can be…a weary load.”
I think Edward IV and his queen Elizabeth Woodville loved being what they were.
I’m not so sure Richard and Anne did. Within 18 months, they and their only son were dead.by