Dear Prince Charles, 

Did you also watch season 4? Alone or together with Camilla? Did you have a drink and some toast and a crackling fire in the background? I would have loved to crawl into your head to see what you felt when you saw all this again.

Of course you were also a victim. Your great love was married, so what could you do? And the fact that you have the backbone of an eel, well, you were born with that too. You must have felt a bit sorry for yourself, but there must have been a drop of disgust in there as well.

Disgust for your mother who said that your feelings for Diana would grow. Disgust for your mother part 2 that she never wanted to speak to Diana when she kept calling her in a scream for salvation. Disgust for the woman who tried to drill Diana with a rope around her waist to make her queen-ready. Disgust for Margareth who laughed at Diana in public because she did not bow in the right order for the right person. I felt it too, you know. Disgust. Aversion.

I wonder, Charles, did you ever kiss Diana before you whispered ‘I do’ to each other? Was there really no one who cared about her during those six weeks when you were away? Did you genuinely think it was a good idea for Diana to have lunch with Camilla? What exactly was your idea behind that?

Dear Charles, I am glad that you found love at some point and I hope that this tragedy ensures that such medieval practices will never, ever, ever take place in your family again. I expected that you and your mother would know the expression noblesse oblige: nobility obliges. So if someone does not fully understand the rules, you forgive that person. Or better yet: you help him or her out of an awkward situation. I’ll just assume that your knowledge of French was not that good. Because to say that I have come to love you more in season 4... Well, no.