Clarisse paces up and down the sitting room in her suite. She is waiting for someone; someone special, someone important. She hasn't seen him for three years though why that is she was never sure. He is coming back now because she'd gotten married very unexpectedly.
Clarisse is the former Queen of Genovia (having just abdicated in favour of her granddaughter) and she has married her former head of security, Joseph. She's discovered after much soul searching that he is the love of her life. This thought process is interrupted by her husband.
"Clarisse, for heaven's sake, sit down! You're making me nervous!" Joseph cries. "Pierre will be here soon, don't worry so much."
Clarisse chuckles nervously and continues pacing. Trust Joseph to say a thing like that she thinks. Pierre is her eldest son and he is a priest. She is nervous about what he will say about her marriage. She goes and stands by the large window waiting for her son's car to pull up. Her youngest son died in a car accident seven years ago.
Joseph smiles at his wife. He knows she is nervous about her son's reaction, when it comes down to it, so is he. They both know that Pierre's opinion is important to both of them. Suddenly, Clarisse looks up as she sees movement outside the window. "He's here!" she cries. "He's finally arrived!"
"Come and sit down, Clarisse. You're going to make Pierre as nervous as you're making me," Joseph requests, taking her hand and sitting down on the sofa together.
Clarisse sighs. She knows it is pointless to resist Joseph when he is in such a mood. She slips her shoes off, curls her feet under her and drops her head onto Joseph's shoulder. She is glad to have a moment just the two of them before Pierre arrives.