Anyone else here who follows Jump Into The Fog by Eliza Darling too? That story crushed me... And my soul. I screamed into my pillow at the end of Chapter 15 and it nearly wrecked me for writing this chapter- But I didn't. I think I get a little too emotional over certain stories.


10 October, 1847

My absence here was untimely and inexcusable. Unfortunately, I had been called away on duties to the one place I dreaded going; The Southern Isles.

And, of course, it was up to me to meet the King and Queen - Surprisingly, they were quite old, but very nice.. Compared to their thirteenth son, whom I only had the misfortune of seeing once the entire trip. His older brothers, well the single ones I should say, were quite the charmers. I can't tell you how many compliments and little kisses I got there - None on the lips, though. (Maybe one).

The trip was fine, but yet, my body had been doing strange things as I was there. As unladylike as that sounds...
Those terrible jolts of pain throughout my body, followed by crying or nearly crying. I still can't figure them out.

I must rest. The trip has tired me greatly.

Until then, goodnight.