Uneasy sits the queen

Sorry I didn't write yesterday, but the second season of Game of Thrones arrived and, well, you know....

There is nothing like watching Game of Thrones to disperse the myth of romance created by attending the Renaissance Festival.

I am reminded of the line from William Shakespeare's immortal play Henry the Fourth:

Canst thou, O partial sleep, give thy repose
To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude,
And in the calmest and most stillest night,
With all appliances and means to boot,
Deny it to a king? Then happy low, lie down!
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.

The heck with the crown! Uneasy sits the queen (or king) who sits upon that throne!