"You're the Prince," she said, pulling off his hat and sunglasses.
The Prince sighed, and stepped away from the gaggle of tourists towards his security guard. "Yeah."
"You've tried four times this week, what makes you think you'll manage to sneak past me this time?" As the Prince rolled his eyes, Kate turned away and spoke into her earpiece. "I've found The Duckling."
When she turned back, he was rolling his eyes. "That one was rubbish," she said. "It's like you're trying to get caught now."
He let out another heavy, sulky sigh. "Firstly, can I please, please get a better code name? And secondly, maybe I am trying to get caught." He stared at her meaningfully.
She raised an eyebrow. "I've told you before. Not until you're eighteen."