(Edwina and the queen talk about true love and choosing a partner...)
Edwina Sharma: How does one make that choice?
Queen Charlotte: That, I cannot dictate. I am your queen, but I suppose even I must recognize the importance of each person deciding what to do in the face of true love. Everyone deserves to make that choice just as everyone deserves to feel its power. But one must know... it is the hardest and greatest choice one can ever make.
Brimsley: Your Majesty, the royal physician has a report on the king.
Queen Charlotte: How is it possible there's not been a single compelling betrothal yet this season? Terribly unexciting!
Brimsley: I could tell you a delicious tidbit about our former scullery maid.
Queen Charlotte: I don't care about a dish wench. I wish to be entertained, enthralled. Should the royal physician seek to tell me my husband is dead, Brimsley?
Brimsley: I do not believe so, Your Majesty.
Queen Charlotte: Then tell him I am occupied, and bring me my stationery at once.