Why are you still there and not here? Why am I not given word on your status and condition by any who were once called friend? I worry so and Bobby becomes harder to control still. My hands grow cold without the warmth of my rosary and prayers proper, yet I cannot accept it for this madness has not truly ended, and so all that can warm me in it's stead is thinking on the strengthening of your own prayer.
Return word soon, lest I be forced to visit the dungeon again and Request matters to be handled more promptly and favorably.
With the highest esteem and dearest thoughts, Anne Boleyn
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Why are you still there and not here? Why am I not given word on your status and condition by any who were once called friend? I worry so and Bobby becomes harder to control still. My hands grow cold without the warmth of my rosary and prayers proper, yet I cannot accept it for this madness has not truly ended, and so all that can warm me in it's stead is thinking on the strengthening of your own prayer.
Return word soon, lest I be forced to visit the dungeon again and Request matters to be handled more promptly and favorably.
With the highest esteem and dearest thoughts,
Anne Boleyn