Why Your Dad Cares About This Scene: A Fanfiction for The Crown ide the opulent palace of Buckingham, Queen Elizabeth II paces back and forth in her private chambers. Her face is etched with worry as she considers the latest news from her advisors. The COVID-19 pandemic has ravaged her kingdom, leaving behind a trail of death and destruction. The queen’s heart aches for her people, but there’s nothing she can do to ease their pain. As she walks through the halls of the palace, she notices a glimmer in the corner of her eye. She turns around to find her husband, Prince Philip, standing before her. He holds out his arms to her, and she runs into them, soaking up his warmth and comfort. What is it, my love? she asks, resting her head on his chest. I just saw your son, he replies, referring to Prince Charles. He was looking for you. The queen’s heart skips a beat at the mention of her son. She knows that he’s been struggling lately, trying to find his place in the world as heir to the throne. She hopes that he’s not too upset with her over the pandemic. Is he all right? she asks, concern etched on her face. Prince Philip nods his head. He seems to be doing well, he says. But I could tell that he was worried about something. The queen sighs with relief. At least her son is okay. She turns to face her husband, feeling grateful for his unwavering love and support. Thank you for everything, Philip, she whispers. I don’t know what I
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