James Morrison:
[voice over]
As I watched their welcoming exhibition, did I feel something, a premonition? Poor beast with fair beauty by his side, fragile hope threatened by fatal pride. Or, was the tremor I felt inside - just awe for the radiant apparition of Queenie? Exquisite, wending her way, descending, greeting her courtiers along the stairs. She was something you could kneel before in prayer.
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