Catherine+Price

Dear Diary,

My name is Grace Tailor. I am writing to you for the first time for something in my life has taken a sudden turn for the worst. You see, I am the Queen’s lady maid. I dress her, and do her hair; basically I take care of her. Although now I am beginning to be quite worried for her and her son. After her husband died she was devastated. It was only a few weeks afterwards when her brother in law started to court her. Or seduce more like it. Two months after her husband died she was remarried, to her husband’s brother nonetheless. I am truly worried for her. She does not seem like herself. She keeps muttering about poor Hamlet, her son that is. She thinks he’s gone mad with the death of his father. And to tell you the truth I don’t think she is right in the head either. How could she be with someone new already? A window too soon, and for not nearly enough time. When I get married, and I pray it happens soon, I am already 17 for goodness sakes! The Queen has a new man courting her weeks after she becomes single, how much longer do I have to wait for my turn to come? Granted only one of my friends is married. But still I would like to think I’ll be next. I can’t wait to cook for my husband and kids, oh to be a mother! But I am getting lost in my daydreams. Back to the Queen and Hamlet. I feel bad for the poor boy. I cannot think he was happy with the wedding being so soon. He did not look like he was enjoying himself at the wedding. His father should have not died so young. Such a good king too, it really is quite a shame. Some of the other staff have mentioned the royal family seeming off. Hamlet, wandering the halls muttering to himself, hopefully his insanity does not continue. His mother is worried sick about him. The new King is strangely fine. I really should not be thinking these things let alone writing down. I do not want to imagine my punishment if people were to find out I thought the royals weren’t all there in the head. I do worry about them though, I have been working here for two years now and I would hate if another one died. I am praying for them every night. I hope these prayers come true.

Farewell for now,

Grace