Journal Entry 29 - July 16th, 1890
I confess that the past frightens me. I regret betraying Skelton, yet I did not know how quickly he would perish while locked in a cell at Warwick. I never wished him a premature demise. I only sought to end his campaign, for his ineptitude was far too apparent. Yet now, I suppose all that is happening was brought upon by myself. I must accept that what happened to my brother was long ago, and nothing more can be done. It is now imperative that I find a way to appease Jeffrey, yet it seems he wants something else; hopefully a few meager acres will keep him quiet. My reputation would be tarnished if Hemlock knew, and this I shall not allow to happen. Its very future depends entirely upon my sensible leadership and foresight.
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