Journal Entry 60

07.08.2026

My debt is officially paid.

This afternoon, I became a reluctant model for Kronensport’s sportswear line. The company will launch its website next weekend, at the same time Kronensport’s first store opens in Tänusbourne.

In exchange for the King allowing me to take responsibility for expanding the company outside Dorstenland, I had agreed to model for Kronensport’s website. In my mind’s eye, I would be dressed in a rugby or football uniform. But no, that’s not what Jonas had in mind.

His Majesty had me wear a Speedo-type bathing suit and carry a paddleboard as I walked along the beach. Mind you, I did not care about the scenery or the sporting equipment; it was the bathing suit that I did not want to wear. However, Jonas reminded me of our agreement. He said I should have been more specific about what was expected of me.

I never smiled during the photoshoot; however, Jonas did. Not only was his smile larger than life, but his laughter only made me more self-conscious.

Is that man ever going to grow up?

Honestly, the whole experience was humorous. There was no doubt I needed some enjoyment after returning home from the Captivity House in Rüdersdorf. Sure, performing my duties as private secretary since then had been a distraction, but spending time on the beach with my feet in Lake Ludwig was well deserved.

When the King and I returned from Rüdersdorf, he never asked me any questions, nor did he mention why he and Zechariah had gone to the house. I never asked either.

At some point, I will.

I have great respect for Jonas. He knows me well. The King knows I will only talk about what goes on inside my head when I am ready.