I can only hope to appeal to the better nature of those that may somehow read these words beyond where I write them, for I am in need of answers. To many questions, truth be told.
Though kind, the young women that greeted me would not extend what I needed, and I turned to this journal instead. It was the only suggestion they could give, so it would appear that this is my only resource in a strange land. I am not entirely certain yet that this isn’t simply a dream I will wake from before long.
Even so, I cannot simply stay still without action so long as everything seems very much a reality.
I ask for your guidance if you would give it.
You have my thanks.
[Anne signs her name simply but with the usual formalities of her status; no matter where she may be, a queen must carry herself as such, after all.]