I have been so happy and contented since coming to live with the Dowager Queen Katherine and her husband Thomas and my cousin Elizabeth and where everybody is kind to me. It is all so different from my life at home at Bradgate House where I was pinched and prodded constantly by father and mother and forever told that I must do a lot better.
Something is wrong though; I sense it everywhere. Where all was peace and quiet and contentment, now there is a nasty atmosphere. Elizabeth is no longer here with us, she left suddenly by coach with no explanation; when I asked my aunt she replied that she had to leave immediately but no further information was forthcoming.
I am sitting in my usual seat in the window alcove and continuing the studies I was doing earlier with my tutor. He is very pleas
