Chapitre 80: Chapter 79 Epilogue; the unforgotten.

Good morrow.

First off, do you understand the awkward position you're putting me in? William is writing on my behalf. I speak, he writes. I will learn soon enough, I will get better at writing but I can not bare having a horridly amateur written letter travel all the way to France to my dearest friend. You deserve the best there is and that is my husband's rather stunning handwriting.

Ps. It's William, how are you Hector? She doesn't know I wrote this part.