The Lives of Eleanor of Aquitain and Henry II and their Children, in the year of our Lord, 1170.
Dramatis Personae:
Queen Eleanor
King Henry II
Matilda (Maud) eldest daughter
Richard, son
Geoffrey, son
Angeline, Lady in Waiting
Marcus, Blacksmith
Fumi, maid
Scene One of Two.
At the barn.
Marcus: Aye, Richard, you won the race back, walk the horse around the barn to cool him off.
Richard: Okay.
Henry: (Enters with Geoffrey) Marcus, is the forge hot. This one needs a shoe.
Marcus: Right away my Lord. Was the hunt successful young Geoffrey?
Henry: He proved his merit. Here's a rabbit for the pot.
Marcus: Who shot the stag?
Henry: Richard.
Marcus: I will take it, hang it and call the butcher, my Lord.
Henry: (Richard walking horse) Richard, let us walk to the cottage.
Geoffrey: Dad, can I carry the rabbit.
Marcus: The three of you be off.
Henry: Marcus keep away from Angeline.
Marcus: (laughing)
(Scene fades)
Scene Two of Two.
(Inside the kitchen of the honeymoon/holiday cottage.)
Eleanor: I am still fond of this place Angeline, even after all these years.
Angeline: Yes milady, it is special since it is your anniversary and young Matilda is engaged to the Count of Perche.
Eleanor: Yes indeed, we must get a move on, the men will be back from hunting soon. Put that poetry book down and peel those carrots.
Angeline: Surely we can have some fun before the men return. Here let me read to you.
Matilda: You read it mother.
Eleanor: Hand me the book, please. What is the poem?
Angeline: About young love, maam.
Fumi: She is teaching me to read, my Lady.
Eleanor: Very good. Go to the garden. I need some loveage and mint for the stew.
(Fumi & Maltida exit)
Angeline: It is an adult poem about a young girl's passage into womanhood, as I know you are fretting about Maud's pending engagement and her deflowering. Is she still insistent on wanting to stay out overnight at the cotillion?
Eleanor: Yes, I'm afraid she is, my daughter is blooming into a young woman, I am at a loss with her right now, perhaps the poem will help ease my troubles.
Angeline: Yes.
(Re-enter, Fumi and Matilda with the mint)
Eleanor: (Reading aloud)
"The Flower Girl", by Mary Pashley
I am fresh, behold my fecundant will.
This is my beginning, of woman in my world.
Like Venus, I am arisen, to dance, to sing
to speak of men and the joys of spring.
(Eleanor aside: Was I like her?)
I am not old, youth is in my readying heart.
This is my womb, where I shall ripen
and come of age, to be known by a man.
My body, a peach, sweet to bite.
Like the new year's awakens strirrings
in all, Love is all.
Soon I shall dance amongst the glistening stars.
(Eleanor aside: I will try to trust her.)
Angeline: There ma'am, now you may be able to let Maud go with grace. Remembering how your youth was.
Eleanor: Yes I do, now let us march on, I hear the boys in the courtyard.
(Henry, Richard and Geoffrey enter the kitchen.)
Fumi: Oh, gosh! What are you holding with blood on it?
Henry: A rabbit. Take it outside, Geoffrey and clean it with Fumi.
Eleanor: Nice catch son.
(Exit Fumi and Geoffrey)
Richard: Mother, there will be venison when the butcher is done.
Eleanor: You were fortunate, son?
Henry: A fine stag.
Angeline: Richard, get your filthy hands out of the stew.
Richard: Maude, hand me the towel and water.
Matilda: Get it yourself, you always want to be waited on.
Eleanor: Sit, my love. There at the head of the table.
Henry: (Aside to Eleanor) The table is set so beautiful. The cottage feels warm. We have fine children. They certainly love you.
(Eleanor holds Henry’s hand)
Eleanor: Later my love.
(Scene Fades)








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