Cecil Harvey

Miran Ya

Rosa Harvey

Script

Cecil: *comes to Miran* Is Rosa okay? Can I see them?

Miran: Of course, father. Come on. *walks down the hall, peering her head in to a brightly lit room*

Cecil: *follows anxiously*

Miran: *opens the door* Your Majesty, you have an anxious visitor.

Rosa: *looks up from holding one of the babies* Cecil!