Word count: 150
Genre: humour
Rating: worksafe… ish XD
Note: Just for the lols. Not historical accuracy as far as the eye can see, probably.
"Did you necessarily have to use my name to comfort the poor girl? Now I have hundreds of angry, newly-wed men writing to me, accusing me for making their wives unfaithful since they 'take too much pleasure in it' and all similar kinds of daft accusations."
"Why, dear Arthur, of course it was necessary. The dear girl was being a complete fool about the matter. And you have to admit that it has been a good idea, considering the birthrate fall lately. We cannot let the population number decrease as it has done the last ten years. Besides, who cares about who the wives thinks about when roughing it up under the sheets, as long as it's enjoyable for both. I know for certain that it always used to help me…"
"…Victoria?"
"Yes, my dear?"
"I did not need to know that."
The Queen of England just smirked.