May I write to you?

Prince Albert:

Victoria. Princess Victoria:
It's all right, Lehzen. Albert can take me up. [to Albert] Princess Victoria:
You'll have to hold my hand. Mama insists. I hope you don't mind. Prince Albert:
Not in the least. Princess Victoria:
What did you want to say? Prince Albert:
Only that I understand more than you think of what your life is. Princess Victoria:
Do you? Prince Albert:
My childhood wasn't easy, either. I lost my mother when I was a boy. Princess Victoria:
I know. She died. Prince Albert:
No. That is, she did die. Eventually. But she was sent away long before that. There was some difficulty... It was all hushed up and no one talks of it now. But I know what it is to live alone, inside your head, while never giving a clue as to your real feelings. Princess Victoria:
Did Uncle Leopold ask you to tell me that? Prince Albert:
No. He actually told me never to mention it. Princess Victoria:
Well, how little he knows me. Prince Albert:
[pause]
May I write to you? [She smiles]