The King slammed his hand on the desk. “Our b-brothers. Cannot keep it buttoned up, don’t you know. David
with his married women and George with any available lady. Socialites,
charladies, even a damn master’s wife at Osborne. What is it, Winston, the
curse of the House of Windsor. After David’s fun and games, another public
scandal could bring down our throne.”
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