Unsent letter (Jeanette)

Journal entry

 * My dear papa,


 * The wedding's over. It's done. It didn't all go exactly like I'd imagined as a little girl, but, well, you always taught me to make the most of what I've got. We're traveling now, so I'll send this letter as soon as we arrive.


 * I'll start with what I'm sure interests you the most - financial matters. As I'm sure you've noticed, a few crowns hve gone missing from your lockbox, the cupboard's a couple silver plates lighter, and your jewelry box isn't near as full as it once was. I took it. As my dowry. No doubt much less than you'd have given, had I but found myself a "worthy partner," but, tough, that's life.


 * Kurt - or, as you like to call him, "that good-for-nothing bar-arsed lazybones" - is now my husband. And your daughter's precious purity, which you cared about more than her feelings, tears of pleadings - well, it's only a memory now.


 * We'll soon arrive at our destination. Naturally, I won't tell you where exactly that is - just in case you get it in your head to come visit. Wherever it is, know your silver will be enough to set up a nice home. That's important - because I'm expecting a child. Are you glad? I doubt it. You always said poor matches only produce mutts and scoundrels. So it's a good thing you'll never have to see this one.


 * Your little girl,


 * Jeanette