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"prince george?"

the prince in question looked up, banging his head on the top of the pantry accidentally.

the chef quickly ran to him. "your grace---"

"i'm fine! i'm fine!" george sighed out. "do you know where my jelly babies are?" he asked nonchalantly, rubbing the spot on his head.

"i.. erm... they are down there, your grace." the chef slid a drawer open, beholding the sweet treats george had been finding for the past few minutes.

"thank you." he said before snatching it and running off, leaving a puzzled chef.

how odd, the chef thought, prince george never said thank you before.

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