Fresh red roses greeted Victoria as she woke. A silk mask lay folded on her night stand. She picked it up nervously, uncovering the note underneath. She admired Diego's beautiful penmanship, before reading it.
Querida,
Forgive me, your brute of a husband. El Zorro is ever at your service, to order as you will. Control has been handed over to you. If you say no more then it will be no more. If you require Zorro's help, then you will have to state it. Diego de la Vega will have to play the lion,
All my love,
D.
