She soon had David cleaned and powdered.

"Would you care to give these a try, my lady?" Clara offered, offering some nappies which appeared to be made of satin. Andrew had brought them along, as well.

"Thank you." She smiled as she fastened them on David.

"Very good," said Clara. She went ahead and checked Rebecca again, finding her nice and clean.

Suddenly, later that day, a carriage pulled up, containing Duchess Victoria, the Queen'smother.

Clara and Andrew waited patiently for her to draw closer to them. They were understandably anxious, but determined to attract her attention.

She actually stopped in front of them. "You there, can I ask you both something?" she said in her unmistakable, German-accented tone.

They were both taken aback by the approach, but they nodded in response. "What might we do for you, my lady?"

"I am here not just to help find new hires for the palace, but to fulfill an important need of my own, one I could not address until now, getting away from my daughter's presence to discuss this privately. It's...complicated."

Andrew nodded at that and said "Please, come inside, where we might speak away from eavesdroppers."