rowena

( Note Left on Salazar's pillow )

Happy Birthday darling.

Darling, our birthday is coming up shortly. I wish for us to spend the day together, dinner, anything do you agree? I hope you agree.

I still do not understand what this thing in my room is that is cold when I open it. I'm confused. I don't like being confused.

Well this is odd. I clearly remember checking on Helena during the night, walking the halls of the castle and then retiring to bed. And I clearly remember going to sleep in such a soft, warm bed as the one in my tower. And now, here I am on a beach. I have not been on a beach since I was a small child at the convent. And yet, here I am, in a tree house no less. Logically, I must be dreaming, yet dreams tend to be less than what this is. I know I am awake and yet, here I am in a place I do not know and there are strangely dressed people as well. Perhaps I ate something horrid, I hear if you catch dragonpox you hallucinate. Maybe that is what has gone on, if so, I must be sure Helga watches over Helena. I cannot allow her to be ill.

I don't feel sick. I am very confused though, I will have to find out what has happened.

( And so begins the future )