Read an Exclusive Excerpt From The King: The Life of Charles III

If nothing else, Gordonstoun, Philip’s alma mater on the remote, windswept north coast of Scotland, taught the Prince of Wales to endure freezing temperatures. Each day began with a regimen designed to “shake the sleep out of them”: a predawn shirtless run through the countryside—even when it snowed—followed by an icy shower. Classrooms were unheated, and, in keeping with the school’s antediluvian philosophy that “fresh night air” was good for you, dormitory windows were left wide open while the boys slept, regardless of the season. Charles was assigned to Windmill Lodge, a long, narrow, stone-and-timber building with a green asbestos… Read Full Article