Royal New Year's Eve Page #7

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You're falling in love with him.

No I'm not.

I'm just-

Caitlyn, I saw how you were

looking at him earlier.

See, that's the thing.

I can't do that.

It's not right.

He was looking at you

the same way.

Don't say that.

Why not?

Because he's dating Isabelle.

And he may be asking her

to marry him.

But what if he doesn't?

Doris, he's a prince.

He's gonna be king.

I don't fit in that world.

It's a fairy tale and fairytales

don't exist.

Ok, so you're not

falling in love with him,

but do you like him?

It doesn't matter.

Because it's not gonna be me

that he's kissing at midnight

on New Year's Eve.

Is there anything I can do

to help

with whatever may be troubling

you, Your Highness?

What makes you think something's

troubling me, Barnaby?

Because I've known you

since you were a child.

If I may say so, Your Highness,

you've never been very good

at disguising your feelings.

Something that's landed me

in a spot of trouble

more than a few times.

Do you remember

when you were 16,

the incident with the car?

The one I took without

permission and proceeded

to knock down an 18th century

statue with?

That would be the one.

I have a vague recollection,

yes.

What I remember is the look

on your face the next time

you were driven somewhere.

Even though you were traveling

in a way that a person

of your station is expected to,

it's not what you wanted.

You wanted to do it your way.

Yes, that's true.

But look how that turned out.

Maybe it was worth the risk.

The statue of my great

great-grandfather

would likely disagree.

If Caitlyn is-

She is.

But when I took that car

for a drive

somebody could have

gotten really hurt.

It's not worth the risk.

Hello.

This is Lady Isabelle Collins.

I'd like to speak with

King Richard, please.

Thank you.

[sighs]

It's perfect.

Isabelle, you look radiant.

I do, don't I?

Brava, Lady Isabelle.

Thank you, Barnaby.

But the real cheers

go to Caitlyn.

Oh, I couldn't have done it

without Doris.

Oh.

Well, you both deserve

the credit.

I couldn't be happier.

We still have a few small tweaks

to make.

Um, let me mark.

They'll be done in time

for the party tomorrow?

Oh yeah, this is easy stuff.

We'll do this,

we'll have it cleaned

and we'll deliver it

in the morning.

Wonderful.

This is the start of big things

for you, I predict.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Caitlyn?

Are you ok?

I'm fine.

I'm sorry, I just got

a little...

dreams don't come true

very often,

so it's just

a bit overwhelming.

If you're overwhelmed

by this

imagine what it'll be like

when everyone at the party

sees the dress.

We may have to reassign

Barnaby to be your bodyguard.

Right.

Um... about that.

I don't think that going to the

party is a great idea for me.

Nonsense.

You arranged the entire gala.

The staff can run it,

and Abigail will be here

to make sure.

But when your dress

makes its debut

everyone will want to speak

to you.

You will be the centre

of attention.

Yeah, but I shouldn't be.

You and Isabelle should be.

Especially if you're

going to...

Ask her to marry me.

Are you going to ask her?

Well, it certainly is what

everyone's expecting

me to do, right?

I think that being there

would be very hard for me.

Are we still talking

about the dress?

Of course we are.

There's nothing else we could be

talking about, right?

I suppose not.

It's a shame, really.

You know, look on

the bright side.

You got to ride the subway.

Yes.

Yes, yes, I did.

And I had a delicious

hot dog.

Life-changing.

I told you.

And what was that cheese

on top?

No. No one knows.

It is best not to ask questions

like that.

Where did Caitlyn go?

I wanted to ask her

about the ball.

Oh, I think she just stepped out

to get some air.

Is she alright?

Oh, I'm sure she'll be fine.

These last few days have been

great for her.

I don't think I've ever seen

her this happy.

Because of the dress?

Yeah.

Yes.

Because of the dress.

Ok, I've got what I need.

We'll see you tomorrow.

Oh, I'll walk you down.

Oh, ok.

I demand an answer

to this cheese mystery.

I could threaten to throw

someone in the dungeon

if I must.

You throw a lot of people

in dungeons, do you?

Yes, it's amazing.

Everybody loves it

in my country.

There you are.

Ah, Isabelle.

We were just-

Thank you again,

Caitlyn.

The dress is simply beautiful.

You're welcome.

Uh, we should get going.

Ok, um, I'll be back

this afternoon

to go over the placements

of the artwork.

That's alright, Caitlyn.

I can take care of it.

Why don't you focus

on the dress?

Ok.

Will do.

Just give a call

if you need anything.

You know, Isabelle, I can

take care of all the details

of the ball if you-

Oh, no, no.

We- we must make sure everything

is perfect

before my mother

and father arrive.

Isabelle, I would have thought

that by now you would have

learned that when it comes

to our parents

there is no such thing

as perfection.

Still, I'll handle it

from here on.

You need to focus.

On what?

The future.

Our future.

This could be a very important

evening for us, Jeffery.

Yes, I suppose you're right.

You're going to be

a king some day.

And when that happens you'll

need someone by your side

to support you.

Someone that is acquainted

with our world.

Someone who is not

all starry-eyed

over the fairy tale fantasy

of a happy ever after.

But don't you

want fairytale?

Don't you want happily

ever after?

What I want is you.

The real you.

I know you've been enjoying

your anonymity

while we've been here

in New York

but it's time to say

goodbye to Jeff

and return to

who you really are.

Prince Jeffery.

You know I only want

what's best for you.

I care about you.

We always say that.

What?

That we care for each other.

Well, it's true, isn't it?

Yes, yes, yes.

Of course it is.

But I just sometimes wonder

why we don't say

we love each other more often.

I'll be in my room

if you need me.

Alright.

That is a really

beautiful dress.

You've said that, like,

ten times in the last hour.

Well, it doesn't make it

any less true.

Are you really not gonna go

to the party?

I haven't decided yet.

Will Abigail even let you not

go to the party?

Oh, I'm sure she'd love

the opportunity

to be in the spotlight.

Well, you know I love you,

and if you don't wanna go

to the glamorous royal

New Year's Eve party

then I support you 100 percent.

But I am totally going

without you.

[laughs]

I wouldn't have it

any other way.

[clink]

[knocking]

Who could that be?

Oh, I hope it's another prince.

Does Jeffery have a brother?

As a matter of fact,

he does.

Really?

So you mean I still have a

shot at becoming a princess?

Is he single?

No.

My other son is married

with two children.

Your other son?

Yes, Peter.

That would be Jeffery's brother.

So that would make you the...

King Richard.

Huh.

I apologize for

the unannounced visit.

Barnaby told me where to

find you and I thought it best

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