Loire - Atlantique, 14th of May 1770



Dear diary,

We finally arrived at the harbor of St. Nazaire. Here we are going to take a ship that will bring us to Flanders.

It was a long journey, and it took us several days by carriage to travel over 350 kilometers from la Chasseresse to the harbor. We didn't only took most of our possessions with us, but Stormy also insisted to take along our cow. I tried to talk it out of her stubborn mind, but you know my Stormy. If she has… Continue

Tourraine,  7th of May 1770.

Dear diary,

I received a letter from my cousin Jan in Flanders regarding some bad news. It seems Abbé Abelard, my dear friend who once learned me to write and read, is dying. Of course he has already a respectable age, and lived a good life, but still... It nevertheless moved my heart. Father Abelard has the wish to see me before he goes to Heaven.

I owe him a lot. After all it was he who noticed so long ago that i, although being a…

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Dearest Elise,

My deepest apologies for being so remiss in writing to you, I know I'm a terrible friend and cousin to leave you so long without a glimpse of court life. My dearest cousin, what a whirlwind of the last two weeks, I honestly feel as though I have not taken a breath between my letters!

I must say my disposition has improved drastically since the last time I wrote you, No Madame Royale has no better opinion of me, I dare say it may be worse for Lord only knows what…

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~having been whisked away to the Madame Royals apartments she had not been able to get word to her future husband or her whereabouts (of course the Abbe would eventually relay the news to him but she wondered why all the fuss). It seemed like a rather frantic part on Madame Royals part to have her things packed and that being in the middle of the night but then again perhaps the Abbe or even Madame Royal had suspected something. Tonight, having been bathed and perfumed she dawned her white…

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