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We have a flying reindeer and a snowman
and a house full of presents. Great job.

Oh, I love this.

Is this your whole family?

Yes, Miss Thomas.

We've got a magic castle.

Is this your family?

Yes. Okay, let's pack up. It's time for
that surprise I was telling you about.

What is it? Can't you tell us now?

Please, Miss Thomas?

Well, you know how you're drawing your
favorite Christmas memory?

Yes. Well, the surprise is... My
favorite Christmas memory.

Are you ready?

Yeah. Okay, let's go.

Stay right here.

What is it?

I'll show you.

Wow.

My great -grandfather built this
carousel, and when I was little, every

Christmas, my parents would bring me
here, and we'd all ride together.

It's so cool.

My dad and I did the restoration.

The rest or what?

Restoration. The big word for making
something old new again. So kids like

can have fun on it just like I did. This
one's my favorite. Mine too.

This is called the wishing horse.

And my great grandpa put one on all of
his carousels.

So you got to make wishes on it? You do,
yes.

Okay, everyone, pick out your horses and
we'll go.

Speaking of wishes coming true, Nicole,
what are you doing here?

Well, it just so happens that our
wonderful assistant principal gave me a

today.

You're going to make me guess, aren't
you?

Okay, I'll give you a hint.

It's something you've wanted for a very
long time. World peace.

Think more in the area of ultimate dream
job.

The program director role isn't opening
up, is it? You're a better guesser than

I thought.

Hands of a surgeon, right, Dad?

Not too shabby, huh?

Not bad for an old -timer.

What do you think, honestly?

I think it's really nice.

Um, maybe you could add a little
flourish on the edge?

Hmm. Blue or chartreuse?

I'd go with blue. A little more subtle.

But still a statement.

Exactly.

So, how was the last day of school?

Oh, great.

Kids loved the carrot bell, of course.

Of course.

Hey, did you show them the wishing
horse? Sure did. They all made a wish,

What about you?

What do I need to wish for?

Oh, I don't know.

Mr. Right, maybe?

Seriously? Dad, no. You did not just go
there.

You can't blame a dad for looking out
for his daughter's best interest. Well,

am so sorry that I'm so busy enjoying my
life, I don't have time to find Mr.

Right. Besides, I don't see you burning
up the dating app.

Yeah, well, I had my happily ever after.

And your mom.

It's been eight years, Dad. Maybe it's
time.

Well, the only thing I know right now is
I could do with a peppermint mocha.

What about you? Santa wear a red hat?

It's a joke. I'm making a Christmas
joke. Oh, come on.

I'll work on that one.

So I talked to Nicole today.

Oh, yeah? How's she doing? Good.

Busy, as usual.

She said the program director role is
opening up. Oh, really? You know anybody

who's applying?

Maybe.

Sorry, honey, let me see who this is.
Yeah, of course.

Thomas Carousel Restoration.

Yes, this is Roy Thomas.

Excuse me?

No, no, we can make the time.

When?

Yes. No, we'd be honored.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

We would be honored?

Who was that?

The king of Ancadia.

Seriously, Dad, who was that? She said
she was the king's royal assistant from

Ancadia.

They want us to restore your great
-grandfather's Christmas carousel. Wait,

what? We're going to be spending
Christmas.

In Ancadia.

You're going to spend Christmas in
Ancadia?

I guess so. I just finished packing, and
now I'm furiously wrapping Christmas

presents. Wait.

Ancadia's the one with that prince.

What prince?

He's in all the tabloids.

With his armor on different women at
every different red carpet event?

They call him the Casanova Prince.

Great. Can't wait to meet him.

Anyway. You're going to apply for that
program director position before you

leave, right?

Um, yeah. I don't know.

You really should.

With all the programs you put together,
you're practically a program director

now. You'd be perfect.

Thank you. It's just that it's a full
-time job, and I don't know if I can

realistically do that and still help my
dad out with the business.

Is it really an either -or?

Yeah. I really think it is.

Mr. Thomas? Miss Thomas?

Yes, it's us.

I'm Heidi, the royal family's assistant.

Welcome to Ancadia. Thank you for having
us. Of course.

The prince is delighted you're able to
fit us into your schedule on such short

notice. Well, we're delighted that
you're delighted. Are we, Anne? Yes,

both very delighted. Wonderful.

Shall we? Yes.

Prince Whittaker will be the one
overseeing the project.

He's quite grateful for your help.

He feels very strongly that you are the
best in the business.

That's quite a compliment.

I hope you feel that you're able to
achieve the same standard of excellence

such a short period of time.

A short period of time?

The carousel's restorations are to be a
Christmas gift for the king's

granddaughter, Maya.

A Christmas gift?

Yes. We would like the carousel to be
presented at the conclusion of our

traditional Christmas Eve gala.
Christmas Eve? That's just two weeks

Is that going to be a problem?

Would it be possible to stop by the
carousel first?

Absolutely.

Almost there.

We've definitely seen better days.

The paint's peeling, and it looks like
there's some wood rot.

And that's my grandpa's trademark
wishing horse.

King France had this carousel built over
a hundred years ago as a Christmas

present for... Miss Bright, Catherine.

Of course. You would know the story.

It was built by your grandfather.

The prince started restoring the
exterior this year.

His attention to detail is beautiful.

They're just like the originals.

Yet it was very important to the prince
that we maintain the carousel's

historical integrity.

You've arrived just in time. It suffered
so much neglect.

The paint's really in bad shape.

Oh!

I am so sorry. Are you okay?

Perfectly.

Is it safe to come down?

I just got distracted.

By the carousel, not by you. Are you
sure you're okay?

Absolutely. See?

The worse for wear.

I think you dropped this.

Yes.

Constantly trying to make its escape,
I'm afraid.

It's a little dirty.

Well, dirty brush is a small price to
pay for meeting a beautiful woman.

All right.

Well, I should get back to work.

Well, I don't think I've ever enjoyed
nearly crashing to my death quite so

Good, I think.

It was nice bumping into you.

Oh, ha -ha. Yes, I see what you did
there.

As for the working, what are you working
at exactly?

My father and I were just hired to
restore this carousel.

Ah, yes, from America. I've heard a lot
about you.

You have?

Well, yes. I'm an artist myself, which
explains the brush and the rather

colorful outfit.

Well, I'm very impressed. So will all of
these murals be repaired?

Almost.

Unfortunately, the originals were too
badly damaged to restore. That's too

So you must know the prints, then?

Quite well, actually. I hear he's a real
ladies' man.

Oh, yes, yes. That rumor doesn't seem to
get around. Although, I would say he's

more friendly than roguish. And that is
what every ladies' man says.

Mm -hmm.

Well, I'll just go wash this out, then.

Did you see the wishing horse? I did.
Pretty incredible, huh?

So, what do you think?

Some of the stairs are broken and the
machinery needs a little work. And the

weather damage will take some to fix. Is
the Christmas deadline still a

possibility? I don't think that will be
a problem at all. I hate to toot our own

horn, but I'd agree.

Oh, I'm so pleased.

Maya has always taken a great interest
in the carousel, but mum's the word. We

won't tell us all.

Wonderful. Now, let's get you to the
cottage so you can freshen up before

audience with the royal family.

I'm glad I brought a tie.

We should get our own royal cottage,
Dad. This is lovely.

I'll say.

You'll find it has everything you need
to feel at home during the holidays.

There's fresh gingerbread in the
kitchen, and we'll be by in the morning

traditional Ancadian breakfast.

In the meantime, if there's anything you
need, just let me know. Thank you very

much. You're welcome.

We'll be back in an hour.

We have Roy and Lila Thomas from America
here to restore the carousel, followed

by the Duke of Stirling to discuss the
Christmas initiative with the Prince.

Very good.

And where is Whittaker?

I'm sure he's on his way.

I suppose I should be grateful he's
shown at least some interest in his

beauty. But apparently I'm asking far
too much that he attend his own meeting.

He'll be here.

The Duke will not tolerate lateness.

How's mine?

It feels a bit of you.

Perfectly straight, Your Majesty.

Thank you, Heidi. Heidi.

Yeah.

Do you suppose I'll ever be able to
retire?

Tis the season to be jolly.

Maya,

please. What are you doing here?

You can't retire, Grandpa.

You're too young.

I'm too young?

Maya, you can't simply burst in here
like this. We have protocols.

Fine. It was time for singing lessons
anyway.

I'll have you know, a king certainly can
retire.

I'd turn the kingdom over to Whittaker
in a heartbeat if I felt he was ready.

He could be ready.

The first thing a king needs is a queen.

And I've never seen anyone drag his feet
quite like my son.

The time has come for him to have...

A proper wife.

Thank you. Right this way.

Presenting Miss Lila Thomas and Mr. Roy
Thomas.

His Majesty, King Coventry of Ancadia.

Welcome to Ancadia.

And his son, His Highness Prince
Whittaker.

No need to bow.

And please, feel free to call me
Whittaker.

Mr. Thomas.

Miss Thomas.

This carousel means a lot to our family.

And ours.

Prince Whittaker has made arrangements
for a delivery of the paint and the

additional materials he requested for
tomorrow morning.

Thank you very much.

Oh, uh, His Grace Haddingford, the Duke
of Stirling, and his daughter, Lady

Margaret. Let's skip the formalities,
shall we?

Stirling. Your Majesty,

I hear you're interested in my manor.

That's correct. As you know, every year
the king has a Christmas initiative in

order to bring positive change to our
kingdom.

And I have been working all year on
plans of the creation for a first -rate

school here in Encadia.

So, naturally, when I heard of your
intention to donate the manor to a

cause, well, I thought, well... We
already have plenty of schools.

But this is no ordinary school.

My proposed school would provide
programs across all artistic disciplines

serving our people both Old and young
and your manner would be a perfect

fit. I'm a military man. I have no
interest in drawing pictures and

about in tutus I Took the

liberty of preparing a proposal

Where you can see the outlines of the
programs and how it might benefit our

kingdom.

Give it to Margaret, please. She's
managing the donation of the estate. I

to make it very clear.

Yours is not the only proposal we will
be considering.

Whisker!

My apologies about my father.

Oh, no, no, no. No apologies necessary,
darling.

And would you show us?

No.

Margaret, please meet Mr and Miss
Thomas.

They've come to restore the carousel as
a surprise Christmas gift for Maya.

Oh, how sweet of you, Wiz.

The prince has always had such a soft
spot for that silly old thing.

Well, I do hope you can join us for tea.

Oh, actually, we were hoping to get
started on the carousel tonight.

Oh, surely you'd spare a few minutes?

Our Christmas scones are quite famous.

Okay, a few minutes would be great.

Great. Fantastic.

You win.

Our special holiday recipe.

Chef adds just a hint of ginger.

And a few other secret ingredients.

Can I ask you something?

Of course.

When do you get used to all this?

I can't help feeling a little out of my
league.

Don't worry.

When I first came to work here, I felt
as though I had marbles in my mouth

time I tried to speak.

Well, I'm glad I'm not the only one.

Oh, trust me, Mr. Thomas, you're doing
just fine.

Would you mind calling me Roy?

Mr. Thomas sounds a little bit like my
dad.

Roy, then.

Margaret, I'm curious.

What do you think of Whittaker's plans
for the manor?

Well, I'm sure you know I've always
loved the art.

Such a wonderful diversion.

Don't you agree?

Phil, excuse me.

No, I'm just...

Sir.

I feel as if I owe you an explanation.
No, no, no, no need.

I appreciate that, but I must apologize
if I wasn't exactly forthcoming on our

first meeting.

Well, it would have been preferable if
you had mentioned that you were my boss.

And also, the fact that... You happen to
run a country?

Yes, well, of course.

It's just that if given the chance, I
prefer not to lead with my title. I find

that it's a bit of a conversation
stopper.

Is there anything else that I need to
know?

I don't believe so.

Like I won't find out tomorrow morning
that you're an international spy or

something like that?

I'm not going to rule out that
possibility. But for now, the only thing

haven't told you is that I was wrong.

So, tell me, Miss Coleman, have you and
your father been in the toy business

long? Actually, Lila and her father are
professional restoration masters.

And in my opinion, the best there are.

Oh, it's mostly my father. I just help
out when I can.

Oh, you only work part -time.

No, I'm also an art teacher.

Really?

I have the highest respect for teachers.

They're quite treasured here in
Lancadia.

Yes, they most certainly are.

Well, we've got nine legs that need to
be replaced.

And that mechanism's rusted up pretty
good.

I need my crescent wrench. I left it
back at the cottage. You need anything?

No, I'm good. Hello.

Oh, hello.

Well, it looks like you've come for
work.

Only if you don't mind me getting in
your way.

Not in the least.

I'll see you in a bit.

See ya.

Bye, Dad.

Well. How are you settling in at the
cottage?

Fine, thanks.

Art school sounds great.

Yes, I do hope it finds a good home.

Manor would be perfect.

Well, I am sure your girlfriend will put
in a good word with her father.

Girlfriend? Yes, Margaret.

Tall, beautiful, very put together.

Right, that Margaret. No, she's not my
girlfriend.

Oh, I must have gotten that wrong then.
No worries. It's perfectly

understandable.

Because if she was your girlfriend, that
pickup line.

Pickup line?

Mm -hmm. The paintbrush.

You calling me a beautiful lady? Oh,
that. That wasn't a pickup line.

Oh, I must have gotten confused then.

That was simply me being friendly.

Oh, yes. Right. That part. That was
confusing. Not too confusing, however,

it wasn't a pickup line.

Exactly.

Excellent. Well...

It appears we're all sorted then.
Completely sorted.

We can carry on. The air cleared, so to
speak. Carrying on like you never said

anything to begin with.

All right.

I as well.

Carousel's already looking better. You
and your father work quickly.

We always were a good team, weren't we?
Like peanut butter.

And jelly.

You know, I've been thinking.

You need to get that?

No, it's okay.

What were you saying?

Maybe you should think about cutting
back on the teaching in those art

of yours.

You know, it might not be a bad idea to
invest a little more time in business.

I hadn't really thought about it. Maybe
you should.

When I do decide to turn in the old
shaping tools, there's only one person

can take my place.

That's very sweet. Sweet nothing.

You've got a gift, honey.

You always had.

You don't want to waste that.

Thank you.

Well, speaking of wasting time, we best
get back.

You know what they say.

You gotta make carrots, though. Well,
the sunshine. You know that doesn't make

any sense, right?

No.

So.

Enjoying the cottage?

We are.

Fit. Confused by the herring breakfast.

Ah, yes, an Uncadian tradition.

Truly terrifying in the mornings.

Fish eyes just looking over at you.

First thing with your coffee, the work.

Something wrong?

Something's just not quite right.

I think it looks like a fine tomahawk.

This is a horse's leg.

Oh. Yes.

It doesn't have the right movement to
it.

Oh.

Hmm. Yes, it must be difficult to make
something static look like it's about

ready to gallop off.

That's it, exactly.

May I show you something?

I think it might help.

This isn't a pickup line.

That is movement.

They're so beautiful. Are they yours?

They belong to the crowd. But I do have
my own personal favorite.

Hi.

Wow. I think someone... I think someone
likes you. I have a secret weapon.

Not as high -tech as the rest of my
international spy gadgets, but effective

nevertheless. So the truth finally comes
out. Not entirely. I'm afraid if I

reveal all my secrets, you may be forced
into witness protection.

I'm sorry, sir. He is quite motivated by
food.

More than me.

It's a little disappointing.

Would you like to feed him? I would love
to.

Keep your hand flat. Like this.

After all your digits are protected.

At least until the carousel's complete.

Back, back.

Good boy.

For the record, I think I may have
jumped to conclusions about you.

Is that right?

Yeah, I kind of lumped you in with some
of the guys I used to date.

Ah.

Dated a lot of princes, have you?

I should say a few of them were pretty
proud of their Casanova status.

Well, since this is true confession
time, any rumors you may have heard

me... Any tabloids?

They really aren't just friends.

International spies on us.

Tell me more about your teaching.

Well, it started seven years ago.

when the restoration business was a
little slow.

And do you enjoy it? I love it. I never
would have guessed it at the time, but

there's nothing I would rather do than
teach art and plan programs.

Do I sense a but?

No. I'm just at a pretty big crossroads
right now.

That's all.

So, what type of crossroad is this? Is
it exciting or agonizing?

Agonizing, to be honest. Oh, no.

A program director position at my school
just opened up. It's my dream job, and

I can't even bring myself to apply for
it. Why not?

I guess I can't imagine leaving
restoration.

It's always defined my relationship with
my dad, and I don't know what either of

us would have done without it when my
mom passed.

Which makes taking the program director
position quite complicated.

Let's just say it was always assumed I
would carry the mantle.

Yes, yes.

Mantle carrying.

Quite a strenuous job, isn't it?

Speaking from experience?

Suffice it to say, my father never
expected his only son to have more

in a paintbrush than a crown.

Your paintwork is really exquisite.

Thanks.

So what about you? How does a prince
become a painter, exactly?

Well, I actually have Margaret to thank
for that.

Or, more specifically, Margaret's
grandmother.

Really? Yes.

Back when the Duke and his wife used to
use the manor, Margaret's grandmother

would set up easels for Mags and me.

That sounds lovely.

For me, it was heaven.

But the Duke found his mother -in -law's
art session... How should I put it?

Perplexing, I suppose.

But you became an artist.

Yes. Painting has become my main focus.
But I've studied nearly all the arts.

Painting, sculpting, music, art history,
intense

basket weaving.

They're all thorough to the manner.

But that's why the manor means so much
to you. It's not just a space for the

school. This is personal.

I suppose it is.

However, I'm facing an uphill battle
with the Duke.

He's a military man, right?

Through and through.

He views the world in a, how should I
put it, a rather concrete manner.

And art is abstract.

Too bad we can't make him see how life
-changing art can be.

Indeed. I've seen a lot of people change
their mind about the arts when they

experience it firsthand.

That must be wonderful, but difficult to
imagine.

Not if you present it in a way that
people can relate to.

Oh.

You've just solved everything.

I have?

We're both going to get exactly what we
want, and you're going to help me do it.

Now, hold on.

I'm not following. What's the art of
Christmas? It's the name of the event we

want to put on. So, the Duke loves
Christmas, but he isn't so sure about

arts. Okay, I got that part.

So, Lila and I are devising a program
that features singing, instrumental

painting. It'll basically give the Duke
a firsthand experience of what Whitaker

School will actually be like.
Essentially, we'd be bringing the arts

order to persuade the Duke to give his
manor to the school.

And what about the carousel?

I will be here every day from 7 to noon,
and then I'll call you as soon as we're

done, and I can come back after. Sounds
like a pretty busy schedule.

Have I ever let you down before?

Never.

Hello? Is anyone here?

Hey, Heidi.

I came to invite you and Lila to our
Christmas tree lighting tonight, but

is everyone?

Have you got a minute?

Are you concerned that the carousel
won't be finished in time?

A little.

But it's not really that.

I don't know.

What is it?

It's just that Lila's been so busy
teaching lately.

I was kind of looking forward to
spending a little time with her.

I know it probably sounds silly.

No, not at all. I know that feeling very
well.

You have kids?

Four. All in different countries.

Different countries?

How do you handle that?

Carefully. I learned a long time ago
that the best way of keeping my children

close was by letting them go, I suppose.

But don't you miss them?

Terribly.

Especially since my husband passed away
several years ago.

But I love my work, and we visit
whenever we can.

I'm sorry to hear about your husband.

I'm a widower.

Eight years.

It's almost five for me.

Funny how it seems like just yesterday.

But on the other hand, time has flown
by.

Isn't that the truth?

Do you mind if I ask you kind of a
personal question?

Well, it depends.

What is it?

Did your kids ever try to set you up?
Uh, yes.

They created a profile for me on one of
those dating apps.

Lila did the same thing for me, too.

Did you ever go on one of those dates?

I did.

You spent the whole of the night trying
to sell me insurance.

Mine tried to read my aura.

It's blue, whatever that means.

I guess we're both just a little old
-fashioned.

I suppose we are.

So, I hope that you will be able to
attend the Christmas tree lighting

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Okay, so I will call around to school
and see if we can get some student

artwork. Is the venue going to allow us
to hang paintings on the wall?

Yes, that won't be a problem.

You know, on that topic, I actually
teach a monthly art class. We could

some of their paintings, if you like.

Really? What, you don't like the idea?
No, I love the idea. I'm just surprised

that a prince would do something like
that.

Well, what can I say?

I'm a man of my people.

Can you have them do some winter scenes
for our Christmas theme?

Yes, that will be our next class.

Perfect. Okay, so now we need to pick
out music, find a guitarist, audition

singers, get decorations for the space.

And how do you feel about giving a
speech at the opening night?

Can I think about this?

It's just public speaking and I've never
been friends.

Okay, adding beat to the list.

Check.

And so how many items does that
spreadsheet have so far?

We've got 4, 7, 12, 24.

And we're not done.

What do you think of the idea of adding
an a cappella solo to the Christmas Eve

gala? I love it. So we can focus on fine
art and instrumental music the first

night and save all the soloists for the
Christmas Eve gala.

On that topic.

My niece studies voice.

Wouldn't it be far too nepotistic for me
to give her the Christmas Eve Sarah?

I think that is very sweet.

Good. Great. So it's five o 'clock. If
we get started now. Oh my gosh, I

completely forgot. The Christmas tree
decorating.

Christmas tree decorating. That's a
great idea. No, no, no, no, no. The

Christmas tree decorating at the palace.

Oh.

You're going to love it. Okay. Come on.

I just love all the detail.

Yes, of course.

Hello.

So the thing about these thresholds is
they were painted with egg yolk, which

makes some of the yellows.

Oh, there, string bean. Hi, Uncle Wig.
Hello.

Lila, this is Maya, my niece.

Hello. Maya is perhaps the only person
in the world who can both skip and sing

at full volume at the same time. Well,
that is quite a skill. Congratulations.

It's sort of a habit of mine, really.

Maya's parents are good enough to let us
have her all to ourselves this

Christmas holiday.

But mother and father will be back for
Christmas. They love to ski, but not me.

Are you working with Uncle Witt? I am.

Yes, Lila is helping me plan the art of
Christmas.

What's the art of Christmas?

Well, I will tell you all about it, but
we shouldn't keep your grandfather

waiting. Come on, follow me. I know all
the shortcuts.

Jack, Jack, follow me.

And now that the tree is decorated, it's
time to light the traditional Christmas

carousel. Look how pretty it is.

Do you like our Christmas carousel?

Well, it isn't exactly what I expected,
but yeah, I like it very much.

Good. Now it's time for my favorite
part, Christmas cookies.

They're so good.

Maya makes them with Whittaker every
year.

Whitaker, tell me more about this
program of yours and Miss Thomas. It

quite ambitious.

Well, I don't disagree, but in addition
to teaching, Miss Thomas has quite a bit

of experience planning art programs.

So she assures me that we can manage it.

Miss Thomas, you are a woman of many
skills.

She's been that way ever since she was a
little girl.

I had her working alongside me when she
was about, oh, Maya's age.

Well, it's only because I have a father
who always believed I could do anything

I set out to do.

What about singing?

You've got to have singing at the art
event, right?

We were actually hoping that you could
sing a solo.

At the Christmas Eve gala. What do you
think of that?

Solo? Did you hear that, Grandpa?

I did indeed.

I've never sung a solo before. I mean,
in front of an audience.

Well, from what I've heard so far.

I think you are the person for the job.

She caught me singing in the hall.

But I can do much better if I'm not
skipping.

Yes, what do you say, Stringbean?

Can we pick a song? I have a songbook in
my room. Come, let me show you. She

doesn't waste any time, does she? No,
you two will make a great team.

Jessica, a moment, please.

Miss Thomas, your involvement is
strictly professional, I think.

Of course.

Good. Very good. Here we go.

We wish you a Merry Christmas. We wish
you a Merry Christmas.

We wish you a Merry Christmas and a
Happy New Year.

Oh, that was wonderful, Maya.

It was a bit shaky in the middle part.

Do not worry. By the time the gala rolls
around, you're going to be able to sing

backwards in your sleep.

I think that's a wonderful rehearsal
technique.

But then, I've always been a proponent
of singing backwards in one's sleep.

He's joking.

Me? Joke?

Princes don't joke.

Only you, but I'll allow it. Well, if
you will allow me to say so. We have a

of work to do today, so we better get
going. She's a wicked taskmaster. You

don't want to cross her.

That really is exquisite, Roy.

Well, it better be.

It's a wishing horse.

A wishing horse.

Oh, that sounds quite scientific.

Are you doubting the power of the
wishing horse?

No, of course not. No, it sounds
entirely foolproof.

All right, so how does one go about
wishing a wishing horse?

Well, the first rule is you need a wish.

And the most important rule is that you
wait until the third rotation to make

your wish.

Got it.

Only promise not to reveal any of this
to Maya, or she'll have a horse living

a closet.

She's coming to our art class today. Oh,
wait.

Yes.

Speaking of which... Oh, yes. Dad, we've
got to go, but I will come back later

and help clean all this up. You two go.

I'll get it. You're the best.

I love what you're doing there. It's
very bright.

And you have really captured the moment.

Keep going.

Yes?

I can't seem to get the feeling I want.

Which is?

I want it to feel welcoming and warm,
the way you do at Christmas.

Um, I would, um, focus on the light in
the window. You know,

light is always a challenge.

I've often run into the same problem
myself. May I suggest a trick?

I'd be honored, Your Highness.

Please, just wait.

So, start with the base color you're
working with, which is already quite

Now, which is the blending brush.

It is refreshing to remember that
there's more to life than simply work.

Absolutely.

This looks nice, doesn't it?

It is.

We miss you, America.

Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

Heidi! Roy!

You're taking a little break, finally, I
see.

No, no, we're actually hard at work.

We painted our Christmas paintings, and
now I'm helping pick out decorations for

the arts event.

Well, I wouldn't want to interrupt your
work.

You guys have fun.

You too.

What about these decorations?

Can we get some on here, Red?

Two boxes, please. Hi, Maya.

I'll never hear the end of it with you.

That's my friend, Rachel.

Can I go say hi? As long as you stay in
the market. I promise.

Really?

Thank you very much. Merry Christmas.

Okay, so I don't think I told you, but
one of the choirs has a scheduling

conflict, but I'm working on that, and
I'm hoping you know some other painters

because... I'd like to fill all the
walls for the opening night.

What? Is there something in my teeth?

I don't believe I thanked you.

For what?

For helping me.

Well, I'm glad I could. This gave me a
chance to do something I love.

Good. I feel the same way.

Wow, this is beautiful.

That is perfect for Christmas.

Good. It's yours.

What? It's yours. Oh, no, no, no. I
shouldn't have said anything.

Please, I want to.

This is way too much. Oh, I'm sorry. I'm
afraid I want to.

Whoop. Don't tell me one of the choirs
is canceled.

No, it's my colleague. He's asking if
I've applied for that program director

position yet. Then something tells me
you haven't.

I feel bad enough leaving my dad as much
as I do right now. I can't imagine

leaving the business entirely.

Well, I could be wrong, but perhaps your
father is more resilient than you

think.

Maybe.

But I do know that fathers can be tricky
business. Yeah, it's a good way of

putting it.

Shall we?

I had a wonderful time.

Us too, right, Uncle Whit? We most
certainly did.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night. Good night.

I really like her.

Do you?

Can you keep it secret?

I do, too.

Okay.

Off to bed with you.

Good night, Uncle Rick. Good night,
Stringby.

Father.

Are you still going up?

We need to talk.

I'll get right to the point.

I believe you're spending too much time
with Miss Thomas.

We're working on Pallet's business,
Father.

I thought you'd be pleased.

Initiative aside, I feel I must be
frank.

Miss Thomas is not my only concern.

Is that so?

I can't help thinking.

Your lightheartedness and creative
pursuits on the whole, well, they

detract from more serious concerns you
should be attending to as prince.

I understand.

You like to have a good time and dabble
in art. Dabble?

Is that what you think of what I do?

Whitaker, there is a certain gravitas
the future king must demonstrate. All

activities. but reflect a periodness and
decorum worthy of the crown.

And in that regard, well, you have
fallen short of the mark.

I don't know whether I need to explain
all that, but perhaps I do. No, no, no,

Father. You've made that perfectly clear
for years.

Then you must know that marriage is a
part of accepting your position in life.

And Margaret is perfectly suited for the
role of your wife.

I don't love Margaret, Father.

It's time you signified your intention
to marry.

I only have your best interest at heart,
Whitaker.

Whether you believe that or not,

add Margaret to the gala.

Good night.

Good morning.

Oh, hello.

You're off to an early start.

Yes, well, the event starts tomorrow,
and I had a bit of a hard time getting

sleep last night, so it looks like
you're pretty much finished.

Oh, yes, well, one or two more touch
-ups, but the murals should be all

by Christmas.

Well, I brought you some coffee.

Oh, thanks.

Well, I'm off.

Where to?

Heidi's meeting me at the gallery to
hang the paintings.

I thought you and I were going to do
that together.

Yes, but, you know, I just figured that
you, you know, get your hands full here,

and she's already planned a meeting.

Right. Yeah.

Okay.

Keep up the good work, you two.

I would have thought that Lila would
have been the one to help with this.

Yes, well, she's quite busy at the
moment, so...

Whitaker, has your father spoken to you
about Lila?

Oh, you've heard about that, huh?

No, no, but I did see the aftermath.

Your Highness.

I know this is an extremely personal
matter, but may I be candid?

Of course.

At my age, you begin to understand that
there truly is nothing of

value except love.

And all the rest, even an entire
kingdom, pales in comparison.

If you get a chance at it, don't let it
pass.

You seem awfully quiet today.

I do?

You're a lot like your mom.

You know that?

She had a hard time asking for what she
needed, even though she was a very

strong woman.

Are you saying I'm not asking for
something I need?

I may be way off base here, but my guess
is you need to figure out where you

stand with Whitaker.

Am I right?

You're right.

Just all pretty confusing.

Honey, if you don't know something, the
easiest way to find out

is to ask.

It's that simple.

Thank you for letting me stop by.

Of course.

I know you were busy this morning.

Yes, yes.

I've wanted to talk to you, too.

There you are.

Thank you.

A pleasure.

It's hard to believe the art event
starts tomorrow.

Yes, even harder to believe that
everything's done.

No more planning.

So, I want to... You first.

Oh, well.

Yes.

Well, I thought, perhaps, before we went
any further...

Look, anyone that entertains any sort of
relationship with me needs to

understand that things are going to be
complicated.

Complicated. How?

Well, take,

for instance, my father.

He expects quite a lot of me, and, for
instance, he's rather keen that I should

take Margaret to the Christmas Eve gala.

I didn't know that.

Yes, well, you see, the gala has
historically been a venue for royalty

to announce one's intentions to marry.

And you're...

Taking Margaret to the gallop. Well, I
hadn't planned on it, no. But I'm

off track here, so let me try this
another way.

For years, I have avoided marriage,
because if

I did marry, I would be expected to
ascend the throne.

Are you saying you don't want to be
king?

No.

No, it's not that.

It's just that I... I don't want to be
forced to become someone that I'm not.

And you would have to do that as king.

Yes. There is a certain mold that one
must fit into.

I would essentially be required to give
up everything that is dear to me. My

art, my creativity, even my sense of
humor.

But if you are a king, couldn't you be
anyone you want?

I only wish it were that simple.

Um, the point is this.

Because I have avoided marriage, for
years I made women my

friends, rather than get involved, which
is why I wanted to talk to you.

I felt it was only fair to tell you how
I feel.

Good. I... I understand. I mean, I feel
the same way.

You do?

Yeah. I... I do.

Good.

then we can both agree that we're...

Friends.

Exactly.

Well, I guess that calls for a toast to
friendship.

Friendship.

Thank you for showing me your life. Of
course.

And I guess we'll see each other
tomorrow.

Yes.

Good. Tomorrow.

Good night.

Hello, Margaret.

No, no, no, no. I'm well. Just a bit
tired.

Yes, well, I... Sorry to do this at such
a late date, but, you know, you know

me.

I was wondering if you're not otherwise
engaged, if you might consider

accompanying me to the Christmas Eve
gala.

Welcome to the first annual Art of
Christmas.

Boy, you sure did it up right, huh?

Has the Duke arrived yet?

Yes, he's over there with Margaret and
the King.

I will go and put in a good word.

Everything looks great. Thanks.

Very nice.

Very Christmassy.

Yeah, they are, aren't they?

This one's quite nice, isn't it?

There's something about it.

It reminds me of when I was young.

It really is quite lovely, isn't it?

Yes. Oh.

Grandpa, have you seen mine? I don't
believe I have.

Look, it's you and me and Uncle Whit and
Lila at the Christmas tree lighting.

Why, it is, isn't it?

Do you like it?

No, I don't like it.

I love it.

leave. It's time for your speech.

Right.

Martha, I'm just not sure that's right.

It's what you said last night. It stuck
with me.

What did?

Just because I'm royalty doesn't mean
that I'm required to be something that

not. It's a speech. I'm afraid it sounds
like something my father would say, not

me.

Well, it's up to you, but I vote for
being the real you.

The real me?

Yeah, the real you.

Be your warm, witty, charming self.

That's truly how you see me.

That's truly how I see you.

Hello.

Can I have your attention, please?

Welcome to the opening night of the
first annual Art of Christmas

I'm Lila Thomas, and I have had the
pleasure of helping Prince Whitaker

this event. So without further ado,
Prince Whitaker has a few words.

Your Highness.

Your Highness.

Sorry.

Good evening.

Hello.

Thank you for coming out to the first
annual Art of Christmas event,

Anne Cady's wonderful young artists and
older artists.

As many of you know, we are starting an
art school here in the community, and

tonight is just a small snapshot of what
that school will be.

I must admit, I had a much longer and
somewhat formal speech prepared, but...

Well, the truth is, I'm not actually a
very formal

person. In fact, I spend most of my days
covered in paint.

That's true. I suppose you could say
that pomp and circumstance

are important to me.

But art is.

People are.

And as Miss Thomas, my partner in this
event, so beautifully put it, once

someone really connects with art,
there's no going back.

Lives can be enriched forever, just as
my life has been enriched from my

involvement in the arts.

And I hope tonight's event is evident to
that.

With that said, may your holidays be
noisy and merry. You like them noisy and

merry. May they be quiet and peaceful,
if you like them quiet and peaceful. But

mostly, I hope they are filled with
love.

And maybe a little less herring.

All right, enjoy the event. Merry
Christmas, everyone.

And what do you think of Whitaker's
school project, Miss Thomas?

I think it's a testament to his
creativity, generosity, and imagination.

You were incredible.

Couldn't have done it without you.

Lovely night. Very festive.

Oh, I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

I'm sorry Margaret had to leave so
early.

Oh, um... Well, um... We have several
lovely vocal performances tomorrow

including my niece.

I look forward to it.

May I assume you are still entertaining
our proposal for the Christmas

initiative? I am.

In fact, I've narrowed my decision to
you and one other proposal.

Well... Uh, hopefully it wouldn't be two
-fold of me to say that I hope we come

out the victor.

Yes, well... Good night, everyone.

Good night.

Whittaker.

I believe everyone enjoyed the evening.

I hope so, Father.

Thank you, Miss Thomas.

I was quite impressed.

Thank you.

Good night.

Good night, Your Majesty.

For the first time, I've ever heard my
father approve of one of my endeavors.

Even if he did say it to you rather than
to me.

He's never told you that he's proud of
you?

Actually, no.

Not that it matters.

No, but it does matter to both of you.
We don't share the same kind of

that you and your father do.

Well, maybe this is his way of taking a
step.

In the right direction.

So, what about the Duke?

Do you think we have him convinced?

I think we made some inroads, but at the
end, he seemed quite noncommittal.

If only there was some way we could tip
the scales.

Well, it's as you said. I mean, a truly
personal connection to the arts would be

best, but... What if we had Maya sing
his favorite Christmas song?

I think that might be a good idea.

Do you know what it is?

No.

But I know someone who might.

Hang on.

Hello? Margaret?

Sorry for calling so late.

I was wondering, does your father have a
favourite Christmas song?

Favourite Christmas song?

Yes, I believe there was one.

It involved a family tradition.

They would gather around the fireplace
on Christmas Eve, open a single gift and

then close it with a song.

Excellent. Do you remember the name of
the song?

Actually, no.

No, it's always actually frustrated,
Father. He wanted to reprise the

but he couldn't remember the name of the
song.

I'm sorry.

Thank you for trying. We appreciate it.

Yes, we do. Very much.

You're welcome.

Well, good night.

Good night.

I have an idea.

Follow me.

Come on!

Ah.

Can't sleep, eh?

I think I'm nervous about my fellow
tomorrow.

What are you doing?

I wanted to check something in the royal
histories. I'm searching the records

for a certain song.

And Katie has long kept handwritten
accounts of all the royal houses and the

traditions. And I was always fascinated
by these as a child.

Because they were so detailed. Some came
with these beautifully rendered

drawings. Can I help? Sure.

We're looking for a sterling house.
Something about a song. A song on

Eve. Come on.

Oof, it's gotten late.

To bed with you, string bean.

Wait, come look at this.

Do you think this could be the song?

Sterling Christmas Eve.

Yes, I think this might be it.

And the tradition started in 1909 and
ended in 1959. The Coventry Carol.

Maya,

do you think you could sing this for
your solo tomorrow instead?

Me too.

I don't know.

Why don't you sleep on it and we can try
it tomorrow?

Off you go.

Yes.

Good night. Good night.

I don't feel good.

My song feels funny.

I think they call that stage fright,
Little Buck.

It took me almost two weeks to get the
other song perfect.

I can't get a new one perfect in one
day. No one expects you to do it

Look, I know that sometimes it feels
like people expect a lot of us, but all

can do is our best.

And you love singing, so you just have
to let that shine through.

Sometimes it's important for us to do
what's difficult for us.

We wouldn't want our fears to hold us
back, would we?

How does the other one go?

Do you want me to sing it, and then you
can try?

All right, it goes like this.

You want to sing with me? Yes.

You

were wonderful

with her in there.

No, thank you.

Lila, whatever happens, I just want you
to know something.

I think you're wonderful, too.

I feel the same way.

I mean about you, not about me. Did I
just ruin that?

No. Good. No, not at all. No, you did
just fine.

Oh, and by the way... What is it?

Well, the thank you.

And a bit of an early Christmas present,
I suppose.

Oh, wait.

A necklace from the Christmas market.

Do you like it?

I love it.

Good.

May I? Of course.

I want you... I want you to wear this.

Never you feel that you don't have the
proper courage to ask

for whatever it is you truly want.

Thank you.

I love it.

Yes, well.

I've really enjoyed our time together,
so thank you for everything.

Okay, well, I should get back.

Father, I've been doing some thinking.

Whitaker, afternoon.

I know we haven't seen eye to eye on
many things.

I also know that it's not our way to
discuss our differences, let alone our

feelings. But someone, namely Lila, has
encouraged me to, well, at least try.

She did, did she?

Yes. Look, I know how you feel about
Miss Thomas, but the fact is, I've

developed certain feelings.

Look, the long and short of it is, I
can't take Margaret to the car.

Please, just listen to me for once.

Excuse me?

you an apology.

You do?

I should never have forced your hand
with Margaret.

Clearly you and Lila had an affinity
from the start.

But it wasn't until the art show when I
finally understood how important it was

for you to be with someone who not only
understands and compliments you,

but who makes you shine.

I only wish I could have done the thing
many years ago.

Um, so... You have my blessing, son.

That was awkward, wasn't it?

No. No, not at all.

I'm very proud of you, son.

Thank you.

That means the world to me.

Excuse me, Lila.

Oh, hi.

I was actually hoping to find Whisker.

Oh. He just left a little while ago.

I needed to speak with him before we go
to the gala tonight.

We?

Yeah. He asked me last night. Didn't he
tell you?

Well, if you see him, will you please
tell him I need to speak with him?

It's important.

Thank you.

And, um, Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Hey.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, honey.

You okay?

I actually need to talk to you.

I just got off the phone with Nicole.

From your school?

Yes.

And I have an interview for a full -time
position as program director.

I'm going to leave tonight right after
Maya's performance.

What?

Please don't be angry.

Angry?

Why would I be angry?

Is it what you really want?

Yes, it is.

Then it's what I want.

All I've ever wanted was for you to be
happy.

But, Dad, the business.

No, honey, I handle the business myself.

You need to live your own life like I
live mine.

Have you told Whitaker you're leaving?

No.

He's announcing his engagement to
Margaret at the gala.

You sure?

Unless I'm nuts, that man has feelings
for you.

That's why I'm leaving tonight.

There's certain things that he's
obligated to do.

Things that are very hard for him, and
he doesn't need me making it even

I love you.

Thank you.

Oh,

yes. Mark.

How is it coming to you?

Wit. Something has been bothering me.

Terribly so.

Oh.

Well, please.

Mags.

Love.

Before we begin, I do hope you know how
much you mean to me.

I do.

And you to me.

You're my oldest friend.

We had an entire childhood we shared
together.

And yet... You're not in love with me.

I'm so sorry.

Don't be, Whit.

I came here to tell you that I'm not in
love with you either.

Tiffin, there we were, hours away from
announcing our engagement.

Well, it's what we do, isn't it?

Follow the path set to us by others.

Till now.

You all right?

You know what? I am.

And I have you and Lila to thank for
that.

You know, you made me realize that I
deserve to be with someone I'm besotted

with and who appreciates me as well.

So thank you.

Have you seen Lila?

No.

I'm sure she's here somewhere.

My solo's about to begin. I can't
imagine where she is.

I'm sorry I can't stay for Christmas,
but my plane leaves tonight.

But you sang him a thing, aren't you? I
wouldn't miss it for the world.

I hope you know this isn't goodbye.

I do.

But right now your daughter needs you by
her side.

I'm really going to miss you.

I'm gonna miss you too.

You know, it's almost time.

My stomach feels funny again.

You are gonna be wonderful.

Lords and ladies, if I may have
everyone's attention, for our next

we have a very special treat.

Princess Maya is to sing for us a
beautiful Christmas classic.

Tonight I will be singing...

I will be singing the Coventry Carol.

I was going to sing We Wish You a Merry
Christmas, but I've changed my mind.

Now, I haven't had much practice for
this song, so I hope you don't mind if I

don't do it perfectly.

Well done, Maya. Very, very well done.
Thank you.

Your song has meant the world to me,
Maya.

You've made an old man feel like a child
at Christmas again.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I'll have you know it takes quite a lot
to crack this crusty old shell of mine.

I believe I finally see the merit of
that spool of yours.

The manor is yours.

Really? Oh, um, thank you very much. We
can discuss the details later, but for

now, congratulations.

Well deserved.

If you'll excuse me.

Oh, well done, string bean.

All right, um, let's go find Lila and
tell her the good news, eh?

She's already gone.

She's gone?

What do you mean?

What's going on?

She's left.

Why?

I don't know.

Oh, dear.

I believe I know what all this fuss is
about.

Don't you want to see who that is?

It's probably Whitaker.

It is.

It seems awfully anxious to get a hold
of you for someone who's about to be

engaged.

Dad, he made his choice.

Hi, this is Lila. Please leave a
message. Thank you.

Either they're in the mountains or she
won't pick up.

There must be some way to convince her.

What?

I can't just magically change her mind.

What is it, son?

When did you get that necklace?

Whit gave it to me.

He told me to wear it whenever I needed
the courage to ask for what I really

want.

Well.

I realize this is slightly more than a
little unorthodox.

But

One

I'm so sorry, Don.

What now?

I don't know.

Oh, my.

Lila.

I'm not asking you to change your mind.

But I couldn't leave without at least
telling you how I feel.

I've fallen in love with you.

You're not going to believe this, but it
worked.

What worked?

The wishing oars.

I wished for you to come back.

You did.

I did ask Margaret to this gala.

But it's only because I thought you
didn't feel the same way that I did.

But there is no one on this earth that I
would rather be with than you.

But we're... Lila.

Don't you know?

I've loved you since the moment you
nearly knocked me off that ladder.

I knew it. You're in love.

Can you cancel that very important
interview now?

What, the program director position at
your school?

Yes. I took your advice and I talked to
my dad. I have an interview this week.

What if I were to offer you the same
position at the Royal Academy of Art,

in Nankini?

It's to be housed at a wonderful manor I
know of.

Wait, the manor? Did you get it?

No, we got it.

And I would also be honoured to hire a
certain someone in the carousels of

Cadbeca. You never know when it's going
to be in need of a restoration.

You don't have to twist my arm.

Good. Now that's all sorted.

What do you say to giving this little
one a surprise?

Surprise from me. For you. I think that
is a brilliant idea.

Good. Come on. Come with us.

Come on.

Okay.

Don't you dare look down. No peeking, no
peeking, no peeking. Don't you dare

look. No peeking.

All right, string bean, Merry Christmas!

The carousel, it looks brand new.

You've outdone yourself, son. It's
outstanding work, everyone, truly.

Can we ride it? Can we? Of course, I'd
be disappointed if you didn't.

I'm going to ride on the whistling
horse.

I'm going to wish for a pony.

He can live in my closet.

I want you.

All right, everybody!

Merry Christmas, Lala.