Prince George looked every inch the young royal as he began his first day at Eton College in Berkshire, arriving with Prince William and Princess Kate before changing into the school’s formal uniform of a black tailcoat, pinstriped trousers, waistcoat, white shirt with an Arundel collar and polished black shoes. Now 13, George follows in his father William’s footsteps, as William also attended Eton, and his arrival has drawn attention to the next generation of the British royal family, with George currently second in line to the throne.
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