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Elizabeth is with her daughters, preparing for the move to Buckingham Palace. The girls are tidying away their toy horses.
LILLIBET
Mama, will we have space for our
horses in our new home?
ELIZABETH
Of course we will, darling, we’ll
have a palace of rooms.
Bertie appears, still in full regalia, straight from the Accession Council. He tries to put on a brave front, but it doesn’t quite work. He desperately needs the comfort of his family.
He holds his arm out, expecting his daughters to run to him for a hug and kiss, his solace after the ordeal.
LILLIBET
(to her sister, on seeing her father)
Curtsey.
MARGARET
Your Majesty.
They remain where they are and curtsy formally. Bertie is devastated.
ELIZABETH
How was it?
Bertie shakes his head imperceptibly.