It is 18th century. You are a king of France, just you are still small boy and kid. But you already have official maîtresse-en-titre. She is full grown, adult, young lady, gorgeous, clever and beautiful. Very ambitious and extrovert. Having this position acquired significant power and more influence than the Queen of France, as she is known to advise you in state affairs, broker favors for clients, elevate others in social mobility, forge alliances and negotiate with foreign diplomats. Yes, despite your young age, you are already engaged and even married to a princess of another state - in this case, the Spanish Infanta, also much older than you - a much older, intelligent and ambitious young woman of 24 who towers over you. She and your maîtresse-en-titre are closer to each other in age than you are to them. A king is supposed to have a wife and a maîtresse-en-titre by rank and status, so you have them. Yes, it was a forced, arranged dynastic marriage, where your feelings and your wife's were not taken into account, but you feel a certain sympathy for your spouse, because she is intelligent, beautiful and not evil. But, for quite understandable reasons, she looks at you as a child, as does your maîtresse-en-titre.