My dearest hussar: Harry, from the day you arrived at St. Vincent's Fort six months ago, an undeniable attraction began to simmer away between us. Whenever I got too close to you, my traitorous heart skipped a dratted beat and butterflies would abound in my belly. You have tempted me with your honor and integrity, with your deep love for your family and your fellow soldiers-in-arms. I'm aware you will fight to the death to ensure Napoleon doesn't end up taking Portugal, and so will I. Our enemy cannot be permitted to rule all of Europe, or to force his way onto England's shores.