"Why am I seeing the Queen?" Harry asks as Ruth straightens his tie. "I don't work for her anymore."

"She probably wants to thank you for your years of loyal service. Do I look okay?" Ruth asks as she checks her appearance in the full length mirror.

"You look beautiful. Come on, we'd better get going. The traffic's going to be murder at this time of day." Harry holds Ruth's coat open for her.

"Are you nervous, Harry?" Ruth asks as she and Harry walk out the front door of Harry's house he decided to keep in London for when they come up from Suffolk for events.

"I'm a little nervous. What about you?" Harry starts the Land Rover and pulls out of the drive.

"I'm very nervous. I've never met her before. You've at least met her before." Ruth says nervously. She's picking at her fingernails. She's quiet for the rest of the drive over to Buckingham Palace.