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Surprising reason Kate Middleton was forced to curtsy four times to King Charles and Queen Camilla during state visit

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The Prince and Princess of Wales recently joined King Charles and Queen Camilla in welcoming French President Emmanuel Macron and his wife, Brigitte, to the UK during an official state visit.

The visit featured a number of high-profile engagements, including formal meetings and a state banquet. Photos of Prince William and Princess Kate, dressed in elegant eveningwear and posing with the Macrons, King Charles, and Queen Camilla at RAF Northolt, quickly circulated online.

Kate’s Curtsy Sparks Conversation

One particular video from the event began trending across social media platforms, raising eyebrows among royal watchers. In the clip, Princess Kate, 43, is seen performing not one, but four curtsies to the King and Queen as she and Prince William, 41, greeted them after the Macrons.

While William and Kate are future monarchs, they are still expected to adhere to royal protocol when greeting the current King and Queen.

Kate’s first two curtsies were done quickly, but they appeared to go unnoticed as Charles, 76, and Camilla, 77, were still engaged in conversation with President Macron and Madame Macron. As a result, Kate repeated the gesture for a third time once she had their full attention.

Following the final greeting, Kate stepped forward and warmly kissed Queen Camilla on the cheek before offering a fourth curtsy to both the King and Queen.

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