It is yet another day after a great battle of which I fear are also becoming quite frequent now. It makes me believe that they have always been lurking; I have just failed to see them hiding in the shadows. Does this truly make me the feared Master I believe I am? I believe I have lost the grip on my reign. But before I shall remedy this, I will do as I promised and take Anastasia away from London for a few days. Now from what I have been told, she has never set her foot outside these borders. So I shall take her to the beautiful countryside in Scotland.