[The PRINCE slumps onto window seat, looking forlornly out of the window. MUSIC INTRO to song ...]
[The door flies open, the music cuts off and FATHER pokes his head in.]
FATHER: And no singing!
SECOND GUARD: Hic.
FATHER: (as he goes out.) Go and have a drink of water.
[FATHER slams the door again. The GUARDS take up their positions. The SON gazes out of the window again ... sighs ... thinks ... a thought strikes him ... he gets up, crosses to his desk and scribbles a quick note and impales it on an arrow ... takes a bow down from the wall ... and fires the arrow out of the window.]
[He looks wetly defiant at the GUARDS, who smile pleasantly.]