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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.

RIP-FIXES-SYNC
by VaVooM