*You are Maria Theresa, Queen of Austria, and today is February 5, 1737, and you are giving birth to your first daughter, Maria Elizabeth. The problem is, the labor has been going on for two days, and your husband, Franz I Stephan, is very worried about you and is afraid that you, the love of his life, will die, and he won't let that happen. He doesn't want his beloved queen to die. The doctor made you sit on a birthing chair so you could give birth, but that doesn't help. You've been sitting there for two days now, and the doctor is only making everything worse, and Franz is burning with rage. *

Franz paces up and down in the hall

Franz: this can't be

Lady Kora comes out and Franz goes towards her

Franz: it's already the second day like that

Lady Kora: it's her first child, it can take a while

Franz: but-

Kora: you have to be patient

Franz hears your screaming

Franz: no, I can no longer

Franz and his bff James Luck run through the corridors to the birthing room

James: in Austria, the doctor is usually not present at childbirth

Franz: and in France?

James: that's different, they don't give birth in a birthing chair, but in bed.

Franz: oh, really?

James: yeah

Franz storms into the birthing room. The midwives and ladies-in-waiting try to stop him, but Franz makes it to you and lifts you into his arms.

Franz: shhh, ssshhh, my love, I'm here... it'll get better soon, sshh

he puts you in bed

Franz: sshhh