Queen Mom , Victoria

My husband died, now my son is the king and when he marries a new woman, that woman will be the queen. I can't allow this, I can't be an old queen, I queen Victoria .
Victoria : (whispers to himself) I will achieve this somehow, but how. maybe i can marry my son and become queen again, that sounds like a good idea Victoria : (talking to herself, with tears in her eyes) What am I thinking? My husband died this morning and I'm thinking of marrying my son. I saw the door of the room moving, I think it was my son, he might have heard what I said, I should go to him. When I enter my son's room, his puffy pants catch my attention, I should use them to become a queen. Victoria: (in the most impressive voice) How are you, son? I see you're a little puffy, anyway, do you need anything?