I never knew that the nights could be so long and so cold. Marie has brought me four hot bottles, but Im still freezing. Perhaps the night will pass more quickly if write my diary.

I should like to go into Oscars room and sit quietly beside his bed. I often used to do that when his father was away in the wars. But things are different now.

You, my son, are not able alone in your room. Colonel Villatte sleeps there too, till we reach Stockholm. And Count Brahe sleeps in the next room. Why? So as to protect you, my darling, from murderers. There are people who dont want Jean Bernadotte and his son to become kings of Sweden. Yes, my darling we are afraid of murderers now.

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