The Queen cannot leave her chamber unless several high lords among the courtiers unlock the doors that only they or the King can unlock.
She cannot play cards except with the King - who is never there - or his relatives who, in the present case and the Queen apart, are all dead.
She cannot read a private note from the King until it is first read, aloud, by that monster of aged female virtue, the Camarera Mayor.
A more maddening and boring prisoner's existence would be hard to imagine.
Ruy Blas, Victor Hugo.
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