"To Miss Victoria Lancaster,
My pen has sung, my writing has spoken… and yet I remain a stranger! Or am I? My apologies for the delay. I stood by the riverside in Welsh lands, wondering why an imposter would impersonate my writings to you… Forgive me for calling him that word—I stand hurt, and hurt even more by this!
From Prince Harry McVourse… with Love."
Victoria read the letter aloud toward Larny. Larny had just finished bathing her and helping her wear a definite blue perfect dress… certainly perfect for the blazing sun outside!
