I am in need of your assistance.

I don't understand it. Papa didn't hurt anybody. There was no need to kill him. I can't believe he's gone; I know that he and I weren't particularly close, but he was a good man and-

I am so sick of wearing black and being in mourning.

I don't understand this one bit. Whoever did it must be caught and stopped.

I pray that you might forgive me for being terribly rude in taking so long to speak with you again, but I was wondering if you might be interested in joining me for tea some time this week?

Do you wish to attend that gala for St Mungo's? It sounds like it could be quite boring, but it would likely be good to make an appearance of some sort.

Miles is growing so quickly, and I cannot help but begin thinking about a second child. Oh, I would love one, though Jeremiah is right in that it would be best to wait. I do not know how I might- how we might find a way. I'm sure it is possible. It must be. Perhaps a child of my own, this time. Without the false..everything. Only I'd have to find a husband for that, and I- I couldn't do that. It was bad enough marrying Fredrick, and look what happened there.

I must not dwell on all of this. I must make my return to proper society, and soon. It has been far too long.

Narcissa, darling, I was wondering if you might like to come by for tea some time soon? It has been far too long since we've seen each other.