Dearest Lady Francis-Elizabeth Lane-Stewart

I have only your most recent letter to go by as Coleen has hidden the others from me. She has not read this one nor the letter from your grandmother as of yet. I would have requested help from your grandmother but as you know a magess is almost incapacitated when traveling by ship.

I request your assistance as soon as possible. Lady Coleen and I had been having tea with Lord Mathis, Ladies Petra and Rachel of Westholm, and the Pastor of Queens street North when the most unfortunate circumstances happened.

My beloved daughter got up to help pour tea when I noticed the large red stain on the couch and the back of her dress. I pushed her down onto the couch to save her virtue and then gently dismissed our guests as fast of decency would allow. By the time I returned to the parlor to Coleen she had noticed the blood and was ashen.

I did try to console her that tis a normal blessing for a woman to go through but I do not think she heard me. Indeed she stood up suddenly and left the room. I Informed her maid and my own to soak the cloth of the chair and get the spare from the attic to replace it.

When I came to my daughters rooms I found her clothes on the floor around her. She just stood there unmoving and I feared unbreathing. When I doth try to sooth her she spun around and accused me of doing this to her. She did so vehemently as well. She made many confusing statements and then to my surprise she did start to throw fireballs at me or anyone in the room. They did not hit anyone but much of the woodwork around the door in her room is a bit charred.

For the past few days she has been demanding her clothes returned to her. Each time we refer to her clothes in the closet she yells that she is not a woman and has a few times held her hand as if she is holding something infront of her womanhood. She then asks us what we think this is. I am at a loss. I have cried and begged Coleen, who refuses to be called that, to clam down and tried to explain everything.

It is almost like the past few months have not happened and it is my late son that is attacking us. I fear the shock of what happened may have reverted her memory somewhat or at least that is what the good pastor said.

I have had the two magess to help shield us from her tantrums. They are terrified of her. They claim her aura is huge. I do not know what this ment so I sought an explanation from Lord Mathis when he came to call. This is something a wizard or witch projects when or just after using magic. The bigger the aura the more powerful the mage.

I did ask if this may be due to her grandmother Princess Esmerelda. They seemed to be in quite the state of surprise so much so that I am afraid the tea stain on my favorite Persian rug may not come out. When I mentioned that you were her cousin they did suggest you may have better luck getting near her than we have.

So far it is only when she is asleep that we can bathe her and put her into a nightshift before putting her in bed. She takes it off upon waking and unleashes a new torrent of foul language and fireballs. My beloved did try to console her but alas he took one look at her naked form and rushed from the room.

I emplore thee to come to my daughter Coleen's aid as soon as possible. I do apologize for any remark I have ever said upon your personage.

Lady Margrette Ansbach-Stewart