A Royal Winter Page #8

to let me show you

what I can do for Calpurnia

and for each

and every one of you.

Thank you.

BISHOP:
Your Highness?

Your Highness?

So much for listening.

[laughter]

[drumbeats continue]

BISHOP:
Ladies and gentlemen,

citizens and loyal subjects all,

may I present

His Royal Majesty

King Adrian of Calpurnia.

Long may he reign.

Long live the king!

Long live King Adrian!

[soft chatter]

Congratulations, Your Majesty.

If you'll follow me this way,

the press would like

a few photographs.

I'm sorry, I just need a minute.

- But, sir, they've been--

- Wickford, they can wait.

Of course, Your Majesty,

as you wish.

You're here.

You sent the invitation,

gold lettering and all.

What about your job?

A mysterious stranger

once told me,

after destroying my hat,

mind you,

that I shouldn't follow

someone else's plan.

And I may have some new ones.

Might they include

you sticking around for a while?

Well, that's the thing.

I was thinking...

if I'm gonna give up

the job of a lifetime...

Yes?

I might need to be persuaded.

How's that for a start?

You're getting there.

Lavender's blue,

dilly, dilly

Lavender's green

When you are king,

dilly, dilly

Who will be queen

Lavender's blue,

dilly, dilly

Lavender's green

When you are king,

dilly, dilly

Who will be queen

Lavender's green,

dilly, dilly

Lavender's blue

The heart that finds love

Will be the heart

that is true

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