A Princess for Christmas Page #3

It's old, isn't it? Probably pretty expensive.

You know, it looks like a Louis Philippe...

Yeah, it is.

I can probably just fix this

with nail glue, or a little...

Just leave it.

Can you tell me the way

to the dining room?

Down the stairs, left to the corridor,

second door on your right.

- Thanks.

- Excuse me.

Nice to meet you too.

Your fizzy water, sir!

Thank you.

Milo, we're late!

Coming. I wonder

what's in here?

It's locked, which means,

you know, do not enter. Come on.

Is it right or left to the corridor?

Your Grace, may I present Master Milo,

Miss Maddie and their aunt, Miss Jules Daly?

You sure you brought

the right family?

Does he look like he's about

to kick the bucket to you?

Not even remotely,

but I sure liked to keep Paisley.

- Children look just like Charles.

- Yes, Your Grace, I thought so as well.

Don't just stand there. Come in, come and sit down.

We don't want to starve to death, do we?

My grandpa!

- Wow, it's an Empire chair.

- Yes, it is.

- Allow me, sir.

- The dental gives it away.

Edward seems to have made

a miraculous recovery?

Yes, I'm been meaning to

talk to you about that.

I might have been a tad

economical with the truth,

but he has been under

the weather recently.

- Kids, this is your Uncle Ashton.

- Hello there!

- Is he your uncle too?

- No, sweetie, I'm not related to them.

- Castlebury sure seems beautiful.

- Nonsense. It's a cold, clammy, miserable place.

- Milo, what is that you're wearing?

- It's a Swashbucklers jersey.

You're a swordsman?

- No, silly.

- It's a hockey team.

I detest hockey. Bunch of thugs

skating around with missing teeth.

Now cricket. That is a man's game,

that is a sport!

- What a weirdo!

- He's not a weirdo, he's just old.

- How long will you be staying?

- Why? You want to get rid of us already?

- I was joking.

- I know.

Children, is there anything

you would like to ask your grandfather?

Yeah! How come you gave us

the shaft all these years?

- Milo!

- That's all right.

Truth is, your mother

had no title,

which made her unsuitable

for my son, your father.

- But I realized I was being...

- Complete dingle-dork?

- That's not quite the word I had in mind.

- You've had a change of heart.

Yes, during my recent with flu.

- When you were close to death.

- It was touch and go there for a minute.

Well, here I am, and so are you.

We're all here together.

After all, we're all a family.

How do you feel about that?

That depends on how you plan

on making it up to us, gramps.

- What's going on here?

- Just hooking up the telly for master Milo.

Milo, can I speak

to you for a second?

- Your punishment was no TV.

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