The sun wakes me up before the maids dare to barge in here.
Luckily, for it would be difficult to understand why the Lord and his wife are sleeping in another room.
The servants don't know anything about the divorce yet, so they might have assumed we argued. And now, that we have made peace.
But who knows what they'll think after I don't move back to the Lord's apartment?
Oh, maybe they'll assume I moved just to be closer to my baby. That would be a simple explanation for all the strange things that are happening.
This room was prepared in a hurry, so there isn't a clock. I'll have to ask a maid what time it is.
Lavinia is still sleeping, so it can't be too late.
During the journey, she took the habit of waking up around seven for her meal. She's getting heavier, so I can't carry her around for too long without getting tired now.
Oh, the journey exhausted us. Alexander is sleeping soundly, snoring lightly.
