You know, like “questionable timelines/lifespans”.

This is relevant to a disproportionate quantity of my interests. I can’t believe it’s taken me to this day to find out that there’s a 1698 play ( Queen Catharine or, The Ruines of Love by Mary Pix) in which Isabel Neville (or someone named Isabella at any rate) is torn between her lesbianism Romantic Friendship for Catherine of Valois (why not?) and her passion for George of Clarence.