Charles Whitehurst Posted January 1 Share Posted January 1 It had been stressful meeting with the King on Friday. It had been more stressful having to plead for mercy from the Duke of York. Charles was feeling his pulse quicken and he needed to walk off the nervous energy. He chose to walk in the Upper Ward, as if he was on duty patrolling the apartments of the powerful. His mind roiled with the advice he had been given. To satisfy his ... urges, he needed to seek out whores, actresses and widows. How did one do that in Windsor? He knew of the place called the White, though had never been inside. It was said to be an upper class brothel of sorts. He supposed he could rent a woman inside; but, that seemed tawdry. An actress would be better, but there was no theater in Windsor, and , even if there were, the good ones would be spoken for. As for widows, there was Darlene ... that hated him, and there was Cat ... who hated him. There were older ladies that were widows, but that seemed silly to encourage that. He was surmising that he might have to forget about intimate relations and focus on his coming courtship with Susan Herbert. Was there anything special he needed to do beyond what seemed obvious? How and who would negotiate his dowry request? How should he deal with Pembroke? He assumed he would just play it by ear unless there were someone well-schooled in it to take his side. He thought of Beverley. The man had courter Worcester's daughter and done well for himself. There were whispers that he had an actress mistress. Perhaps he should visit him for advice. There was also Kingston, he had the advantage of being a King's man and a Villiers, and had invited him to the yacht cruise with whores. He would have good advice, even if he was reputed to be a blackguard, if the broadsheets were to be believed. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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