A skeleton in the royal cupboard

Princess Alice of Battenberg.

Now there's a name to conjure with. Member of the royal household, born into that clique of royalty with a silver spoon, a secure home with a family of connections covering all the great(sic) families ranged across Europe.  Ruled by tradition and a succession system which defied understanding.
Protocol was everything and anything "strange" was deemed unacceptable. Princess Alice was unacceptable she suffered from mental aberrations which today might be labelled schizophrenic.
As a member of the royal household she became an embarrassment and was shipped off by her mother to an institution in Switzerland (a country of institutions) where she was incarcerated for a number of years.
She was the mother of the Duke of Edinburgh, who went on to marry the Queen and whilst Philip as a child fell under the influence of Lord Mountbatten he was only reunited with his mother not long before he married Elizabeth. Alice appears in the ceremonial pomp as a stranger amongst the renamed Windsor's and even more so when on the day of the Coronation. Here she appears, dressed as a nun striding down the cathedral aisle, solitary amongst the finery of the noble houses of European aristocracy.
Clearly at odds with the strict protocol of the upper classes she must have been an embarrassment but given her illness and incarceration, her rejection by her mother and eventually her husband she had the tenacity of character not to wilt and become inconsequential. She founded a religious order and did much good work amongst the poor in Greece. Perhaps the rebellious nature of her son, his unwillingness to follow the Household line, his blunt undiplomatic talk are a carry over from his mother who was in the end more than a match for royal protocol.