Peggy still finds it utterly mad to consider the notion that she could be friends with a woman who would go on to be Regent of her country. How on earth could that be possible? Yet, she's just selfish enough to want to believe that this could be her reality. "I don't know where to even begin," she admits.

"None of it is very promising, none of it good," Peggy notes. "Is there anything specific that you'd like to know about? Some places? Something? There is no exit," she admits, "if that was your first question."