“The first should be June 12, the second June 19, and the third June 29.”
Oh Mina, I don’t think my e-mail reached you at all.
Today the Count asked me to write three e-mails, under his supervision. He looked nearly as angry as the previous night and while I wanted to refuse … how could I? I am a prisoner!
I dated them like so.
A band of workers came to the castle today. I gave them two letters, hoping that they would push them along their way to you, my love, and Pete. It’s been years since I’ve written an actual letter. E-mail is a far more effective method of crying for help.
