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Here you go.

Getting it all done at once, huh?

It's my last chance.

Every other minute's spoken for till I leave.

Going somewhere special for the holiday?

One more shift,

and then I'm off to Kentsbury for two weeks.

I love driving out to Kentsbury at Christmas.

Especially that incredible inn off Main Street.

It's just so romantic.

Actually, for me, it's just home.

- It's my dad's inn. - No kidding. Lucky you.

It's a great place to spend Christmas.

Drive safely.

I hear there's a big storm a couple of days out.

I'll be out long before the storm hits.

But Merry Christmas.

Thank you so much. Bye.

Please join me in recognizing our honorees,

Her Majesty, Queen Gabriella, and His Royal Highness,

Prince James Galant of Galwick.

Thank you very much, indeed.

My father always spoke

about how wonderful the cardiac care team was

when he came here for emergency treatment.

You made it possible for him to come home.

You gave him more time,

and we cherished every moment.

King Maxwell spoke of giving back to this hospital

so that everyone has access

to the level of care you gave him.

I think he'd be so pleased that we're all here together

tonight doing just that.

Thank you so much.

It's so quiet tonight.

Most of the department heads

went to the fundraising gala, remember?

Yes, the doctor ball.

Someone donated a huge amount to the CCU.

Maybe if you went, you might have met someone.

I am perfectly happy here.

Healing other peoples' hearts.

What about yours?

My heart is healing up just fine.

Simply following the same advice

we give all our patients:

once you're back on your feet,

avoid anything that causes any further damage.

Anna, I wanted to give you this before you go home

just to thank you for taking such good care of my husband.

Thank you so much.

Now, when I get back from Christmas break,

I expect Jack to be running laps around this floor.

- Thanks again. - You bet.

- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.

Hungry?

Okay. Add you to this collection.

I love you, Mom.

- Hey, Dad. - Hi, sweetheart.

Are you on your way?

The storm's ahead of schedule, and they're saying

it might be worse than they thought.

Yeah, I'm leaving right now. I'll see you soon.

Drive safe. Love you.

Love you too.

Coffee time.

I'll be glad to get home to Galwick.

There's so much to do before Christmas.

Yes, like delivering the Royal Address

on Christmas Eve.

How is that coming along?

It's great.

Quite pleased with what I have so far.

Says "Christmas speech"...

and then it's blank.

It's all up here.

The speech is in five days, James.

I don't have to tell you how important the address is,

especially this year, with the prime minister

looking for ways

to pull back the spotlight away from the royal family.

I have it completely under control,

just like father did and every king before him.

Did it get colder?

Driver.

Yes, could I trouble you to stop for some tea?

Donny's Doughnuts ahead. Best I can do.

What kinds of tea do they serve?

The hot kind.

I'll run in, Mother.

I need to stretch my legs.

- Merry Christmas. - Hi.

A small hot coffee please... room for cream...

and a Christmas cruller.

It's buy one, get one free. What else do you want?

I don't need more than one.

Would you like it?

- Excuse me. - A Christmas cruller.

They're buy one, get one free.

You can have my free one, if you want.

Thank you. I'm just here for tea.

Okay. Just thought I'd ask.

Hello.

Three black English breakfast teas, please.

One second, sir.

So good.

You're missing out.

If you like pastry and you're in Europe,

you should try the Galwickian yule cake.

Sounds good. What is it?

It's a puff pastry

with French vanilla cream in the middle,

chocolate ganache, and sugar crystals on top.

You literally just described this.

It's not the same, I'm sure.

Well, how do you know if you won't try it?

I don't generally accept food from strangers.

Anna Jordan. You are?

- James. - James.

Nice to meet you.

Merry Christmas.

Just got a text. Our plane's grounded.

The storm is still an hour away.

I know, but the crosswinds are too dangerous.

No one's allowed in the air.

We'll have to stay one more night and leave first thing

in the morning, one the storm passes.

Fine, let's just get back to the hotel then.

That's the other problem.

We can't get back into Boston.

Traffic's at a standstill. They're turning cars around.

Well, did you...

Did you tell them it was us?

I don't think they'll make an exception, sir.

Just got an email from Nathalie.

The rest of our group and the security detail

made the earlier flight, thank goodness.

We shouldn't have let them go ahead without us.

There was no reason not to, James.

We were going straight to the plane.

And there's nothing we can do about it now.

Did you buy a doughnut?

- What? - That.

No, it was free.

Fantastic.

- I'm famished. - You're not going to like it.

I'll be the judge of that.

You know what this tastes like.

A Galwickian yule cake?

Yes! Exactly!

- Have you been? - No, she hasn't.

This is the person who gave me the doughnut.

- Amy. - Anna.

Thank you very much, Anna.

You're welcome very much.

And I never said I haven't been to Galwick.

- So you have been there. - No.

- Do you know where it is? - Of course I do.

It's eastern... western...

northern Europe?

See?

Well, as much as I'd love to chat about geography

and regional Christmas desserts,

we do need to find a place to stay.

I'm sorry, I couldn't help but overhearing your problem.

I may have a solution for you.

You do?

My father owns a beautiful inn

in Kentsbury, Connecticut.

It's only an hour away. Here. Take a look.

It looks like a very lovely place.

It really is, especially at Christmas.

Folks, we need to hit the road

if we're gonna get ahead of that storm.

Did you find a hotel?

- Not yet. - Yes, actually.

- The Kentsbury Inn. - I know that place.

It's beautiful. Lots of history.

And way too far for me to take you.

- Excuse me. - I'm sorry.

I got a family to get home to. We're doing the tree tonight.

I can't do that if I'm stuck in Connecticut.

- We understand. - No, we don't.

You can just abandon us here.

You're welcome to ride to Connecticut with me.

It might be a little tight, but hey, we can make it.

We can't just get in a car with a complete stranger.

Right, of course. Completely understand.

Just trying to help.

Safe travels.

- Thank you. - Welcome.

- Go get her. - What?

Go, go. Get the ride.

Wait.

We would really appreciate your hospitality.

But may I ask, why are you doing this?

Just trying to help.

Isn't that what people do at Christmas?

We really would be quite grateful.

Thank you.

Okay. That's the last of it.

We're all set at the inn.

Perhaps we should be formally introduced

before setting off.

I'm Christopher. I'm in charge of the security...

Our travel plans.

This is my mother, Gabriella,

and as you know, I'm James.

Okay? That's it.

Well, it's nice to meet you all, officially.

There's no more room in back, dear.

You'll have to sit up front.

- Help yourself. - Maybe some other time.

Do you have to drive so fast?

Sorry. I'm going the speed limit.

It feels too fast.

What's the speed limit in Galwick?

Like, negative 10?

Sorry. Pothole.

Seriously?

It's like you've never been in the front seat of a car.

I'm just not used to driving on this side of the road.

- Sounds like a control issue. - No.

It's an "I want to get there in one piece" issue.

Well, lucky for you, I'm a nurse, okay?

You're in good hands.

I'm truly sorry.

This is exactly what I think of

when I think of Christmas in America.

It's like a postcard.

And the mayor just so happens

to my best friend from childhood.

Is that so?

And the Christmas Eve Pajama Ball

is the biggest event of the holiday season.

My family's been sponsoring it for 75 years straight.

And people attend this ball in... pajamas?

It's a family event.

Everyone's so tired from running around for Christmas,

the last thing they want to do is put on ball gowns

and high heels.

The Pajama Ball is all about relaxing, having fun.

Well, that I can understand.

It sounds like a lovely tradition.

Does it, though?

We're here.

- Dad! - Welcome home, sweetheart!

Thanks, Dad.

Hi. Thank you!

I'm just gonna put my stuff inside.

I'll be right back.

Welcome to the Kentsbury Inn.

I'm Ed Jordan.

May I introduce Her Royal Highness,

Queen Gabriella Galant,

and Prince James Galant of Galwick.

Thank you very much for having us.

The pleasure is all mine, Your Highness.

Gabriella is fine.

We don't want to cause a stir.

Yes, we would appreciate you helping us keep a low profile.

Not a problem.

How long do you plan on staying with us?

We plan on departing first thing in the morning,

after the roads clear.

Well, I'm not sure how quickly that'll happen

if the forecasted snow totals keep going up.

You're used to big storms in New England, I imagine.

Of course.

Then I'm sure it will be fine.

We need to get home immediately.

Well, as long as you're here, your secret is safe with me.

Hey.

What's... what's going on?

Nothing. Nothing.

Just welcoming our special guests.

Our very special guests.

- We should get inside. - I'll grab your bag,

Your High... Gabriella.

If you will kindly follow me,

I shall... escort you to your... chambers.

What is going on with you?

Oh, for goodness sake, James, just tell her.

She's going to figure it out soon enough.

Figure what out?

May I present the Queen and Crown Prince of Galwick.

The Queen. The...

I assure you they are.

Why didn't you say anything when we met?

Or when I offered you a ride?

Or during the entire drive?

Well, I enjoyed not being recognized, to be honest.

Now, we really do need you

to exercise the utmost discretion at our presence.

Of course.

Could you just excuse us for a moment?

Of course.

Dad.

What are we gonna do?

We invite them in.

No, Dad, they're royalty.

- I'll give them extra towels. - How are you this calm?

Aren't you nervous having them here?

Of course not.

It's like your mother always used to say:

"Every guest is treated like royalty."

My apologies, Your Highness. Let's get you out of the cold.

Thank you.

Christopher has a couple of the bags,

but we should probably call for a bellman.

We don't have an official bellman.

- I'll take care of it. - No, no, no, no.

We can't let you carry all this.

No, I'll help.

What's in here? An anvil?

- It's just the crown jewels. - Seriously?

No. It's shoes.

I'll just roll this along.

Yeah.

Your rooms are all ready. Follow me.

Excellent.

Please, allow me.

Okay.

Great. I'll just...

Oh, right.

Christopher, you're the first door on the right.

Your Majes... Gabriella, this is your room.

And James, we have you in here.

We'll leave you to get settled.

Dinner is downstairs at 6:00.

Right.

May we see room service menus instead?

I'm so sorry, but we don't offer room service.

It's an inn thing.

Surely some arrangements can be made.

I am quite busy.

James, they've already done so much to help.

We don't want to make any more work for them.

Fine. 6:00 it is, then.

If it isn't Mayor Sarah.

Hi, Mr. Jordan.

Anna, I am so glad you're home.

Mayor Sarah. I still can't get over it.

Neither can the guy I beat.

You are back just in time for the official kickoff.

- Of what? - Didn't your dad tell you?

I thought you'd want to yourself.

A Kentsbury Christmas.

I decided to officially put all of the wonderful things

that Kentsbury does at Christmas under one umbrella

with the inn being Christmas Central.

And of course, the pièce de résistance,

the Pajama Ball on Christmas Eve.

When it's all put together like this,

it's even more special.

Hey, you're pretty good at this whole major thing.

- Who knew? - I did.

Hello, again.

- Can I help you with anything? - Actually, yes.

I was looking for the pillow menu.

I'm sorry, the what now?

So we can decide which pillows we'd like

when we retire for the evening...

down, foam, side sleeper.

I'm guessing that's not something you offer here.

No...

but it's a great idea.

Well...

sorry to have bothered you.

I'm sure I can survive one night.

You're very brave.

Thank you.

- That's who he looks like. - Who?

The pillow aficionado.

He looks like Prince James of Galwick.

How would you know

what the prince of Galwick looks like?

I follow all the royal hashtags on social media.

See? Looks just like him.

Okay, you know,

don't tell anybody, but it actually is him.

Right.

Is that the queen?

Okay.

Okay, what are they doing here?

I picked them up at Donny's Doughnuts.

Nope, not buying it.

Royals don't eat doughnuts.

Yeah, no kidding. But it's true.

I drove them here 'cause they need a place to stay

until the storm clears tomorrow.

In that case, I have got to get a photo of them

for the town social media page.

No, they... they don't want anyone to know they're here.

- We'd be mobbed. - Exactly.

It's great publicity for a Kentsbury Christmas.

No, they have to stay under the radar.

Apparently, they only have a small entourage as it is,

and they made it out on an earlier flight.

Fine. I'll keep it to myself.

- But you owe me. - Okay.

He's gorgeous.

Yeah, till he opens his mouth.

Not him.

Hi, Christopher.

Sorry to interrupt. Quick question about security.

See, I've done a perimeter check, and... hi.

I'm Christopher Brooks.

Sarah Melnick.

Christopher is here with our special guests.

I was wondering if there was someone I could talk to

about hiring a little extra security while we're here.

Well, you'll have to talk to the mayor of Kentsbury

about that; I'll take you to see her.

How can I help?

You're the mayor.

Shall we discuss security for our special guests

over some hot cider?

Well, that sounds lovely.

Thank you.

Excuse the intrusion.

I forgot to say thank you.

We really do appreciate the hospitality.

Dud your mother tell you to come down here and say that?

I'm a grown man. The Crown Prince of Galwick.

I don't need my mother telling me how to be polite.

Tell her I said, "You're welcome."

That was great, everyone.

Come on, Anna. Come on.

Okay.

From the top.

I probably should have mentioned

that we dress casually for dinner.

Well, this is my casual dinner attire.

Okay, well,

around here, if you have to word the word "attire,"

you're automatically overdressed.

Diane made lobster mac and cheese.

She knows it's your favorite.

Mom's too.

Does your mother work here as well?

She actually passed away

when I was still in high school.

My sincere condolences.

My father passed last year as well.

I'm so sorry to hear that. It gets easier.

- Trust me on that. - Welcome, everyone.

Tonight's Kentsbury Christmas dinner is served.

Enjoy.

I'll just go to my table

and wait for my mother to arrive.

Where would I find my place card?

Nowhere.

You just sit wherever you want.

You're not used to having to talk

to regular people, are you?

- It just doesn't work. - Why not?

Because no one sees me as a regular person.

You know, no one here knows you're you, James.

This could be your opportunity to blend right in.

I mean, you'd... have to lose the tie.

I'm quite all right like this.

Mother, how did you know what to wear?

Your father used to call it overpacking.

I call it being prepared for anything.

It's Henry.

Again. Excuse me.

Is he okay?

No, that's the standard reaction

when Henry Morrison calls.

He's the prime minister of Galwick.

James doesn't seem too fond of him.

Well, let's put it this way.

If Henry had his way,

he'd do away with the monarchy altogether.

That would do it.

Yes. Yes. I understand. Don't be absurd, Henry.

Of course we don't need a backup Christmas address.

I'll be back in plenty of time.

Everything looks wonderful.

What would you like?

For you to sit and enjoy your dinner.

I can serve myself.

But...

You're a queen.

True, but before I met the king,

I was just a normal girl with a royal bloodline

I didn't even know about.

Then I became the queen,

and suddenly no one thinks I can do anything by myself.

Well, in that case, after you.

Thank you.

Beg pardon. I'll take this.

- Of course. - Let's see.

The queen can eat.

I do wish James would come back in

so we can eat together.

You know, please start.

I'll go see if he needs anything.

Thank you.

Thanks again for tonight!

You were wonderful!

Indeed. Well done.

I just wanted to let you know

that dinner's almost over.

You should really come in and try something.

That's very thoughtful of you,

but I'm really not hungry.

Is there anything else I can do to help?

Unless you're well-versed in the political machinations

of Galwick, afraid not.

I do really need to take this.

I'll have Diane save you a plate

in case you get hungry later.

Thank you, but I don't wish to be any trouble.

It's okay.

Yes. Yes, put him through.

Do you need anything, Your Majesty?

No, no. I'm fine.

Thank you.

Is everything all right?

I think so.

Well, that was absolutely delicious.

I'd like to thank the chef personally, if I may.

I'm sure Diane would be thrilled.

Thank you.

- Hi, Diane. - Hey, Ed.

Christopher, what on Earth were you looking for?

Well, anything out of the ordinary, Your Majesty.

Diane Harris, may I introduce Her Majesty,

Queen Gabriella of Galwick.

It's so nice to meet you, Your Highness.

Gabriella will be fine.

If I had only known you were coming,

I would have prepared something more royal.

Of course, I'm not quite sure what that would be,

but I would have figured it out.

Duck, maybe. No, pheasant.

Diane, what you prepared was wonderful.

You see? I told you she'd love it.

You did, Ed.

How long have you and Ed been together?

- No, no, no. - We're coworkers.

Diane's been with the family for 25 years now.

That's right. We're old friends.

I see.

May I try the pastry?

Thank you.

Good morning.

We're ready to check out.

Thank you for the tray last night.

You were right. It was delicious.

My compliments to the chef.

Good, I'm glad you liked it...

because you're going to be having a lot more of it.

I beg your pardon.

When I went to bed, it wasn't even snowing anymore.

It swung right back over us.

You know what they say about New England weather.

If you don't like it, wait five minutes.

I don't have five minutes.

Is there a problem?

I'm afraid we're snowed in.

Oh, dear.

I'll bring the luggage back up.

Leave the luggage. We're not giving up.

I'm sure the snow plows will be here soon enough.

I'm sorry, James. We're not on a main road.

It could be hours before they get over here,

and that's only after she snow stops.

Well, surely there must be a way out.

Perhaps we could hire a helicopter.

Don't be ridiculous, James.

We'll have to wait it out like everyone else.

Well, if you're still here at 5:00,

you'll be able to see the Christmas parade.

How can there be a parade in these conditions?

Well, Main Street is within walking distance

for most people here, and because of that,

it's one of the first streets they clean up.

That way, even if the town is snowbound,

everyone has somewhere to go.

Plus, everything for the parade's already in place.

I'm not sure taking the Crown Prince and Queen

of Galwick anywhere is a good idea.

I mean, we haven't even run security

beyond the perimeter grounds.

He's right,

and while I do appreciate the enthusiasm

you show for your hometown,

I'm sure we'll be gone well before 5:00.

Now, in the meantime,

I do have quite a bit of work to do.

Like what?

I have always wondered what royal people do all day.

Well, I can assure it's not like a Jane Austen book.

We don't sit around lazily drinking tea

and reading poetry.

Sometimes we do.

There's a lot more to it than that.

For instance, we have elaborate picnics.

That almost sounded like an attempt at humor.

Tell no one.

Now, I really should get to work.

Of course.

Well, I have good news and bad news.

The bad news is the airport had damage to the runway

and it's still closed.

And the good news?

It seems to have finally stopped snowing.

Also, now we'll be able to attend

the Kentsbury Christmas Parade.

How is that good news?

You've been in here working all day.

You need to take a break,

and Christopher assured me it's perfectly secure.

I don't have time, Mother.

I've tried to write this over and over,

and nothing feels right.

It doesn't have to be perfect.

What's more important is that you connect with the people.

- Like last year. - It was your first speech.

Your father had just passed.

You had a heavy weight on your shoulders.

I can't use that excuse again this year.

I'm not sure I'll ever do it as well as he did.

You'll find the words in time.

Which we're running out of.

We're going to this parade.

Is that an order from the queen?

No. It's a request from your mum.

I'm sure you have the right clothes for this too?

Of course.

- Good wrap job, by the way. - I see Santa came early.

Well, kind of.

Everyone who comes to the parade

donates a toy for Santa's sleigh.

You can't walk in the snow in those shoes.

I'll be fine. They're waterproof.

Well, if you slip and fall,

be sure to do it after we leave the property.

- I'll do my best. - Good.

- Mr. Jordan, allow me. - Thank you, James.

Hey, where's... where's Christopher?

He's close.

He likes to keep a low profile.

That's not creepy at all.

Hey.

Everyone here seems to know you.

Yeah, this town is like one big family.

It must be strange to walk down the street

and have no one know who you are.

I rather like it.

Anna, you're home!

Merry Christmas, Mrs. Maitlin.

And your dad mentioned

that you were seeing someone special.

And here he is.

Oh, no.

He's so handsome.

Actually, I'm not...

I'm not seeing anyone anymore, Mrs. Maitlin.

This is just...

a guest at the inn.

Oh, dear.

I really have put my foot in my mouth, haven't I?

- I'm so sorry. - It's okay. Really.

Merry Christmas.

Cocoa, anyone?

Yes. That would be lovely.

Mayor Sarah.

Her Royal High... Gabriella.

It is so nice to meet you.

You are even more regal up close.

What a lovely compliment.

And congratulations on your success.

The more women we have in charge, the better.

- I like her. - I do too.

Sarah, be careful.

- With what? - You know what.

They're leaving soon. It can't possibly work.

People also said I can't possibly become mayor.

I'll take my chances.

Anna.

What should we do with the gifts?

Well, Santa goes last in the parade.

So there's just enough time for us to load these gifts

onto his sleigh, which is down by the church.

All right.

We can go do that and then come back.

Sure.

There's Santa.

What, you don't get excited when you see Santa Claus?

When I was growing up and Santa came to the palace,

we didn't ask for gifts.

It'd be untoward for a family that had so much.

You don't have to ask for things.

Well, I know that now.

But Santa doesn't come to the palace anymore.

Well, then, this will be perfect.

Oh, the elves!

Hi.

Two hot cocoas, please.

Sure thing.

And nice to finally meet you.

- So she probably thinks... - Yeah. Sorry.

For some reason, everyone around here

is very invested in my love life.

Try being a single crown prince

in his 30s.

Thank you.

I imagine every relationship you're in

must be up for public scrutiny.

That was just wonderful.

Thank you again for sharing it with us.

Thanks, Stan.

You did great out there.

Extra points for the wave.

Why, thank you.

I don't know how you do it. My arm is so tired.

You'll get used to it.

Do you want to walk back to the inn?

I'd love to.

- Sir? - I'm fine.

- Well... - Well, what?

I'm waiting for you to tell me

I was right in your poor choice in winter footwear.

- Fine. You were right. - I know.

Hey, Stan, you think you could give my friend here

a lift back to the inn?

- Absolutely. - I'm fine to walk.

And I'm sure you'll get frostbite.

Get in. Nurse's orders.

Come on, you have no choice. You are in my domain now.

Well, a carriage is my domain,

and it would be incredibly awkward to ride alone, so...

In you go.

Here.

Put your feet under this so they don't become foot-cicles.

You never stop, do you?

Stop what?

Looking for ways to help people.

Sometimes it's just easier to focus

on other people's needs.

You just described the life of a royal.

Except the easy part.

Must be a lot of pressure taking over for your father.

He was a great man.

He did so much to bring Galwick together.

The people loved him.

I'm sure they'll come to love you too.

Not if I give another address like last year.

Come on. It couldn't have been that bad.

I allowed my staff to post my speech on the internet.

- Okay. - And then I read the comments.

No, you can't do that.

Never read the comments.

Well, I know that now.

So this speech is your... second chance.

That's why I have to get it right.

Can I be honest with you?

If you want to connect with your people,

show them more of this side of you.

As it turns out, you're not half bad.

The insult disguised as a compliment.

It's a very advanced technique.

You know what I mean.

No. Don't worry.

They're not taking pictures of us, just the carriage.

It's very quintessential New England.

Yes, but convincing the people of Galwick

I care about them is going to be a hard sell

if they see me frolicking about in Connecticut.

I doubt anyone could ever accuse you of frolicking.

Really? You hired transportation?

It's not that long of a walk, guys.

I had a footwear malfunction.

I see.

I could have gotten frostbite.

Of course, sir.

Oh, God.

Christopher's never going to let me live this down.

No, I'm sure he won't say anything else.

You are his boss.

I'm also his best friend from boarding school.

- Really? - Yeah.

Let's see. Be careful.

- Okay. - Thank you.

You must be frozen.

Well, upstairs I've got a dry pair of socks.

Wait. I've got just the thing.

Someday, you shall wear the fuzzy Christmas socks.

I shall not.

Bad news about the airport, I imagine.

Actually, you're on a flight out

first thing in the morning.

That's...

Excellent news.

You still look like there's something wrong.

There's a little issue with the pavilion

for the Pajama Ball.

- What is it? - Snow was very wet and heavy,

and it was too much weight for the roof.

There's a hole in the north end of the building.

Yeah, I just got the text.

Well, they can repair it, right?

Not until after Christmas.

So we have a ball with a little skylight.

We can't. Building code.

I'd suggest the community center,

but they're already set up for their program

on Christmas morning.

There's nowhere else that has enough space.

Wait, how about the barn?

We could bring in portable space heaters.

- Fire hazard. - Sarah, stop being

so good at your job.

- Sorry. - If nothing works out,

I'm afraid we may have to postpone.

Dad, it's the Christmas Eve Pajama Ball.

We can't do it after that.

It's like keeping up your tree into February.

That would just be wrong.

Of course, if I had my way, I'd leave the tree up

all year long, so maybe that's not the best analogy.

Wouldn't be the first time something in New England

was canceled because of weather.

But it's the 75th anniversary.

It has to be special.

Excuse the intrusion.

Why not hold the event here?

You do have a ballroom at the inn, after all.

That's an awful lot to organize in only four days.

Plus, I'm not sure we have enough room.

I can call a couple of party rental places

and see if they have a tent.

They may not have one big enough, and at this point,

I'll have to check tomorrow.

Until then, this tree needs trimming.

I already took out all the ornaments.

Let's get started.

Is this another Kentsbury Christmas event?

No, it's just a little family tradition.

We always wait until Anna comes home

before we decorate the tree next to the fireplace.

Would you like to join us?

Thank you, but we don't want to intrude.

You know, I haven't decorated a tree

since before I met your father.

I haven't... ever.

How is that possible?

We just have too many other responsibilities at Christmas.

And an entire team of people whose job it is

to decorate the palace.

Well, so do we, and now you're on it.

I won't take no for an answer. Come on. Come on.

You heard the man. Go.

Is this your mother?

Yeah.

She's lovely.

You look like her.

Thank you.

They look like they're dressed for a ball back home.

What are the balls like in Galwick?

At the palace? Great fun.

The adults go to the ballroom and dance the night away,

and the children have their very own

Christmas party in the dining hall.

The king and I were always

the last ones on the dance floor.

That could work here.

You could have the best of both worlds.

The kids could come in pajamas

and have a party in the dining room,

and the adults could dress up and go to the ball.

Dad, we can't.

I'm trying to keep Mom's vision of this alive.

She hated the formal balls.

What makes you say that?

Isn't that why she changed it

when she took over from Grandma?

Anna, she loved the formal balls.

She only changed it because you were a handful

as a toddler and she was exhausted, frankly.

We thought that we'd have some fun and do pajamas

as a one-time thing,

but it kind of stuck and became a new tradition.

I always thought this picture

- was from a wedding. - Nope.

Christmas Eve. Year before you were born.

It's not a bad idea, Anna.

I mean, it kind of goes with the whole

"Christmas the way it used to be" theme.

It's the perfect year to go retro.

We have some old decorations up in the attic.

Check them out tomorrow

and see if you can make them work.

And between you and me, I think your mom

would have loved to have another ball here at the inn.

Just think about it, Anna... but not for too long.

We only have four days. Come on.

Let's let our new friends do the honors.

James? They're LED lights.

You pick the colors you want and then push that button.

How about green and red and blue?

The colors of Galwick's flag.

- Five. - Four.

Three. Two. One.

Thank you for letting us share in this.

Sorry.

I'm sorry. This is so rude of me.

I've been up trying to write the address.

I would have called room service, but... you know.

Yeah, right.

I see you have this whole

Captain von Trapp thing going on here.

I know you don't think I understand that reference,

but I do, and it's an honor.

Well, if we end up still having a pajama ball,

I mean, you would win.

Best dressed?

- Most dressed. - Right.

Cocoa?

Is it a law here that at Christmastime

one has to drink some version of cocoa, eggnog, or cider?

Yes, and if you break it,

I'll have Sarah come and arrest you.

It would be an international scandal.

Cocoa, it is.

Come on. Sit down.

Come on, sit down.

Do you trust me?

- Provisionally. - Come on.

I don't even know what that means.

Sit down. Close your eyes.

All right.

No peeking.

I take it back. I don't trust you.

Close your eyes.

There it is.

For what it's worth, I do think

you really would enjoy a formal ball.

Even if we did it,

how is anyone going to find a dress that fast?

I would wager every woman in town

has a dress she's been saving for a special occasion.

And if you'll forgive me,

I don't think the dress code's what's bothering you about it.

The Pajama Ball made me feel so close to my mom.

What if I lose that?

Or...

what if a formal ball doesn't make you

lose your connection to your mother at all,

but actually adds to it?

Sometimes the best things in life sneak up on you like that.

I should head back up.

Right.

And if I don't see you early in the morning,

thank you for bringing us here.

I suppose I didn't know what I was missing until now.

Well, I'm glad I got to show you

a different side of Christmas.

And I'm glad I got to see a different side of you.

Not many people do.

Goodnight, Anna.

Hey, I... I thought you left.

Trees down all over Connecticut

from the wind last night.

Most notably, a very large one onto the Kentsbury Bridge.

Oh, no.

What kind of town only has one road in and out?

It's part of Kentsbury's charm.

I feel like the universe is trying to tell me something.

It's telling you it's winter.

Unfortunately, we're missing another day

of Christmas events in Galwick.

I'm so sorry.

What did you have planned?

Breakfast with the Parliament,

lunch with the ambassadors,

and dinner with the heads of the national media.

Sounds... fun.

It's quite the opposite of Christmas here.

Can't you change that?

I mean, you are the prince.

There's nothing we do here you can't do there.

Maybe you could have a gingerbread house contest

at the palace for local kids,

like we're doing here this afternoon.

Wait.

You've never done that either?

What, and insult the pastry chef who makes a scale model

of the palace in gingerbread every year?

What he doesn't know won't hurt him.

Anyway, I'm gonna head upstairs to the attic

and see what decorations we have

that can be used for a formal ball.

- You decided to do it. - I did.

We're gonna send an email out after breakfast.

Thanks for talking me into it.

My pleasure. Happy to help.

Do you want to help bring stuff down from the attic?

I draw the line at manual labor.

Right.

I'm kidding.

Lead the way.

Now I just have to figure out

if we can use all this.

Well, the high tables can go around

the outside of the ballroom,

with Christmas lights inside these vases

with some greenery around it.

There can be a wreath at the center of every window

with a red bow.

And you can string some garland

from the chandelier to the sides.

Well...

if this whole crown prince thing doesn't work out,

I think you may have a future in party planning.

I may need another career if I deliver

"Cold Fish Christmas, Volume Two."

I was just joking.

Your speech is gonna be great.

Do you want me to take a look at it?

There's still no "it" yet, is there?

You know what you need?

More wreaths and ribbon.

- I'll head into town. - May I join you?

Don't know. It's pretty cold out there.

Not sure you should chance it.

Give me five minutes.

How?

Turns out Christopher has the same overpacking gene

as my mother.

So why didn't he offer this to you yesterday?

He did. I was just being stubborn.

And now?

I'd like to keep all my toes.

After you.

Hey, throw a snowball at me.

I don't generally throw snowballs.

Come on. Stop being the enemy of fun.

Pitch it to me like a baseball.

That's right.

- Ready? - Yeah.

That is so satisfying.

You've got to try it.

- Sure. - You know you want to.

Okay.

This is very dangerous-looking.

Yeah!

Okay. That is extremely satisfying.

I am all for finding ways to relieve stress.

You must have a lot of that, being a nurse.

Yeah. It's hard.

But there is nothing more rewarding

than helping someone get better.

And when they don't?

You hold their hand.

You listen.

You stay by their side.

I think that's what I love

about this time of year so much.

Loved ones come together.

It reminds you not to take each other for granted.

Isn't that kind of what the royal family does too?

You help connect people to their shared history.

You represent what brings Galwick together.

- Can I use that? - Of course.

Problem is, when you say it, it sounds perfect.

When I say it, it sounds stilted and formal.

I just want our people to know that we consider them

part of our family.

The truth is...

their futures mean even more to me than my own.

You should write that down

exactly the way you said it.

Really?

That came from the heart.

That's what they need to see.

- Maybe. - Not maybe.

Trust me on this.

I know a lot about hearts.

I do trust you.

Thank you.

Anna! We got your email about the ball.

I'm sorry if you're disappointed.

Are you kidding? We've never been more excited!

We all just bought new dresses.

We'll see you Christmas Eve.

Okay.

See? I told you.

It's going to be great.

I should have been the one up there.

No, this is better. I need you to hold me steady.

It's stunning.

Yes.

Thanks for helping me realize it could work here.

All I did was look at it from a different perspective.

What about music?

That part's easy.

We've always used a DJ.

What?

That won't work for this.

You need to find a live orchestra.

Do you know the song "The Christmas Waltz"?

That is my absolute favorite Christmas song.

Mine too.

We've never played it at the Pajama Ball

because it didn't really fit in with the theme.

It does now.

Except I don't technically know how to waltz.

Allow me.

I knew you'd be here...

Hi, Dad.

I've...

I should get back to... get back to decorating.

Edward.

It looks incredible in here.

I just hope everyone likes it.

What matters is if you like it.

Dad, I'm not doing this for myself.

That's the problem, sweetheart.

You don't do anything for yourself.

You're allowed to want things too.

Are we still talking about the ball?

I think you know exactly what or who I'm talking about.

I have something for you.

What's this?

Dresses your mom wore to the ball before you were born.

Thought you might find something.

They're probably out of fashion.

You kept them all this time?

You never know when you might need them.

Thanks, Dad.

- I love you. - I love you too.

Come on.

It's almost time for the gingerbread houses.

That's right. Can't wait.

Can I eat this?

That looks great.

Would you like anything else?

- I think I'm eating my house. - Go for it.

- That's a very important piece. - It is.

Your father would have loved this, you know.

We never did anything like this growing up.

He never had the time.

That was the one regret your father had, James.

He wished he spent more time with people he loved.

Especially with you.

I'm grateful for the time we had with him

after he left hospital in Boston.

I know. So am I.

Did you say your father was at a hospital in Boston?

Yes. Three summers ago.

He was here for a conference of world leaders.

He has stents put in after a heart attack.

Of course, by the time we arrived at hospital,

he was already discharged and ready to come home.

- Which hospital was it? - Boston General.

That's Anna's hospital.

Wait, was he in the cardiac care unit?

He was.

In fact, all he could talk about on the flight home

was how wonderfully he was treated there.

That's the reason we were in Boston this week,

to give back and to say thank you.

You were the big donors they had the gala for.

Were you there?

I was invited, but I didn't go.

I was working in the cardiac care unit.

So you were there when my father was being treated.

He would have gone by an assumed name, for privacy.

Do you remember a Max Heliot?

He must not have been on my rounds,

but I probably walked by his room a hundred times a day.

Well, we can't thank your staff enough

for helping my father when he needed it most.

That's what we're there for.

I can barely get the walls to stay up.

How are you doing this?

I minored in architecture.

This is the first time I've gotten to use it.

Well, you definitely win the prize for this table.

How did you know I would win?

I didn't.

In fact, I thought your gingerbread house

would be terrible.

So I got this for you as a consolation prize.

Thank you.

I love it.

Dessert is served.

- I can't believe it. - What?

This is a Galwickian yule cake.

No way.

We started it yesterday.

And just finished it this morning.

Mother, how did you get the recipe?

Well, it's all right up here.

Actually, I emailed the royal chef.

You've all shared so many

of Kentsbury's traditions with us.

I thought we could return the favor

before we leave tomorrow.

I... almost forgot you were leaving.

Christmas Eve is in three days.

We really do need to get home.

Well, looks like we've come full circle.

- Have we? - Yes.

I want you to have a bite of this

and admit

that it is better than the dreaded Christmas cruller.

- It's gonna be tough. - We'll see.

You have ruined doughnuts for me forever.

- Bravo! - I hate to say I told you so.

It's so good.

Good morning, Ed, my good man.

How are we looking out there?

Well, they cleared the bridge,

but it looks like there's quite a bit of black ice out there.

Well, that's very dangerous, isn't it?

- It can be, yes. - Yes.

Did you hear about the black ice?

They're saying the roads are like skating rinks.

Very dangerous.

We can't put the Queen of Galwick

in that kind of jeopardy.

Not to mention the crown prince.

Did you hear? There's black ice on the road.

We heard.

We certainly can't put

the last of the royal family at risk.

We'll have to stay another day.

We still have two more days to get home for Christmas Eve.

Right?

You know, I still have the same pair of fuzzy socks

your mom gave me when I was seven.

It seems weird giving these out

now that it's a formal ball.

I think it's the perfect gift for people

after a night of dancing in high heels.

Good point.

What was that about?

Nothing.

That's not nothing.

Last night, after everyone went to bed,

Christopher and I did a quick security sweep of downtown

in preparation for tonight's festivities.

It was pretty romantic.

I'm still worried.

Gabriella and James are perfectly safe.

No. I'm talking about you.

Opening yourself up to heartbreak.

They are leaving tomorrow. None of this is real.

What I feel for Christopher is more real

than anything I have ever felt.

- But how would it even work? - We'll figure it out.

You and James can too.

Where'd you get the idea there's any...

there is nothing between us.

Please.

Who do you think you're talking to?

I know that look.

I know you have feelings for him.

The heart wants what the heart wants.

How could it possibly work?

He's a prince from a foreign land.

Who am I kidding?

All of this has been like

living in a perfect snow globe,

but it's all about to end.

Not if you tell him how you really feel.

You deserve to be happy.

You deserve to find love,

and it looks to me like you found it.

What if he doesn't feel the same way?

I am not worried about that at all.

Hello. If I could get everyone's attention, please.

Gather around. Gather around.

They're starting. Come on.

Welcome to the Kentsbury Candlelight Sing-A-Long.

I'm so glad that everyone could make it tonight.

All of the stores on Main are open late,

with treats for those last-minute shoppers.

All we need now is a little more light.

Wait till you see this.

James... I have to tell you something.

There's something I have to say to you too.

That's more like it.

Do you want to see how the ballroom looks all lit up?

Absolutely.

It's pretty incredible, isn't it?

I know you can't be at the ball...

But I'm here now...

and we never finished our waltzing lesson.

- James. - Anna.

You keep telling me to speak from the heart.

Why won't you let yourself do the same?

Because once I tell you how I feel...

Ignore that.

I'm listening.

You should check, make sure it's not someone important.

You're someone important.

- James. - Okay.

I'll just check quickly.

It's the palace.

I need to take this.

It'll only be a moment.

Don't move.

- Is everything okay? - Not really.

Apparently this has gone viral in Galwick.

They're saying I've chosen Christmas in the U.S.

over my duties at home,

that I don't care for my own people.

That's not true.

They'll see that on Christmas Eve

when you are pouring your heart out to your people.

You'll be fine.

Because of you.

Now, where were we?

I was just gonna say thank you

for all of your help this week.

That's not what you were going to say.

I'm so glad you and the queen

enjoyed your time in Kentsbury...

But I think it's time for you to go home.

I see.

Thank you.

For everything.

Goodbye, Anna.

Hey, we had a little snow last night.

What?

But you can still get out okay.

Where's Anna? I thought...

We already said goodbye last night.

Don't you think you should...

Not particularly.

Good morning, Your Majesty.

May I?

Anna, I don't know what happened

between you and James last night,

but as far as I'm concerned,

you'll always be welcome in Galwick,

and you'll always be a part of our family,

no matter what.

- Thank you. - Oh, by the way,

if Diane finds something in my room,

tell her it's a gift from me for the ball.

Bye-bye, darling.

Well, that was a bummer.

I'm sorry Christopher had to leave before the ball.

It's okay.

You don't seem as upset as I thought you'd be.

That's because Christopher and I already booked my flight

to spend New Year's Eve in Galwick.

Wait, you did?

Distance isn't an excuse to give up on happiness.

It's just... easier to let it go now.

The longer it went, the more painful it'd be in the end.

Who said it has to end?

The queen left an entire dress bag on her bed.

We gotta get it to her.

- I believe that's for you. - What?

For tomorrow night.

I can't wear this.

It's too much.

Plus, I need to oversee the caterers.

No, Diane, you have to go to the ball.

It won't be the same without you, and...

I know my dad would be very disappointed if you didn't.

- I guess I better try it on. - I think so.

That will be the first ornament

we put on our tree next Christmas.

So we'll always remember our time there.

I think that unexpected detour

was the best thing that happened to us this year.

How can you say that?

It made everything here at home harder.

But you're better, and so are we.

James, I may be the queen, but I'm also your mother,

and as your mother, nothing made me happier

than seeing you fall in love.

To me, that's more important than any title.

Anna was right.

It can't work.

It wasn't real life.

James.

That was the most real you've ever been.

The extra kitchen staff is here.

And the string quartet just got to the ballroom.

I'll show them where to set up.

Thank you, sweetheart.

And I'll show them where the kitchen is.

- Okay. - This way.

Almost ready?

I've been reading Father's old speeches.

This is his last one.

"I'm not sure I would have been with you this Christmas

"if it weren't for the good people at Boston General,

"especially my wonderful nurse, A.J.,

who sat with me, held my hand, and gave me hope."

"She didn't know I was a king,

but treated me like royalty just the same."

It's her.

I know, in my heart, it was her.

Come in.

Dad.

You look so handsome.

I can't believe this thing still fits.

Can I get a little help with the tie?

Why don't you let Diane help?

Hi, Ed.

Diane.

You look stunning.

You look wonderful too.

I should probably go check on the caterers.

It's taken care of.

Tonight you don't have to worry about a thing.

Thank you.

Shall we?

- Dad! - Hi.

When I was asked to give this Christmas message

for the first time last year,

I wanted to honor my father's legacy,

show my love for Galwick,

and retain your faith in the monarchy,

and let's be honest.

I didn't do a very good job.

Last week, my mother and I found ourselves

stranded in a town called Kentsbury, Connecticut.

The people there took us in and treated us like family.

And one very special person showed me

that I didn't need to prove myself at all.

I simply needed to open my heart and be myself,

with all my flaws and mistakes and imperfections.

The one thing that has never wavered

and will never waver

is my love for this country and the people in it.

What I also came to realize is that,

no matter where we are in the world,

as long as we keep Galwick in our hearts,

we'll always be home.

And so Queen Gabriella and I would like to wish you

a very merry Christmas and a happy New Year indeed.

Anna, where are you going?

I don't know. I have to get to James.

I have to tell him how I really feel.

Anna.

You look absolutely beautiful.

You look like you're dressed for a casual dinner.

Your speech was perfect, James.

Which part did you like best?

The part where you left to come back to me.

I'm sorry that it took me going all the way

back to Galwick to realize the only place

I want to be tonight is right here with you.

The second you left,

I knew I made a mistake not telling you how I felt.

I thought I was saving myself the pain, but...

We can make this work, Anna, if that's still what you want.

You know it is.

Because we were meant to be.

What's this?

It's one of my father's speeches,

and he talks about his wonderful nurse, A.J.

It's you, isn't it?

It said A.J. on my name badge

because there was another Anna,

but like I said,

I would've remembered if I took care of a king.

He didn't have a beard.

It's Henry.

Henry was Max.

I knew it was you.

I used to stay with him late at night,

when he couldn't sleep.

He was so proud of you.

He talked about you all the time.

One night, he said,

"If you met my son,

he would treat you like a princess."

You're cold.

Anna Jordan,

would you do me the honor

of attending the Kentsbury Christmas Ball with me?

It would be my honor.

Third time's the charm.

Looks like my Christmas wish came true.

So did mine.

Here you go, everyone.

Fuzzy socks. Couldn't resist.

Actually, I brought something.

Your own royal slippers.

May I?

Thanks.

A perfect fit.

Merry Christmas, Anna.

Merry Christmas, James.

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