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Journal Entry 87
22.10.2026 Nothing. No smoking gun. No direction. No evidence. I thought for sure when I reviewed the castle’s business-related Besucherbuch, there would be a clue as to who may have put the hourglass on Jonas’s windowsill. I examined each name. Every signature. Every arrival and departure time stamp. I left empty-handed. Honestly, did I really think I would recognize a…
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Journal Entry 86
20.10.2026 I returned home as the King had requested. To my own house. My bed. My sanctuary. I knew perfectly well where Jonas wanted me to go, but I was staying home. Damien’s men followed me from the airport. They’re still on my property. Watching my house. Watching me. I know they’re only following the King’s orders, but something feels…
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Journal Entry 85
19.10.2026 Over the past week, I complied with Jonas’s demands that I continue sleeping each night on the couch in his royal suite. The King continued to be one person in public and another in private. Several times during the week, I attempted to address the elephant in the room, but Jonas would not acknowledge my questions. Outside of my…
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Journal Entry 84
11.10.2026 Fräulein Heng, homemade bread and jam, and a stroll on a rainy Sunday morning. I needed and deserved this break. From the moment I heard the light knock on the royal suite door, I knew Fräulein Heng was on the other side. We held each other for a long time. I looked into her caring eyes as she handed…
