Friday, 3 July 2015
I am writing this E-mail from Fotheringhay Castle. You must be surprised to see my E-mail. Tomorrow, I am going to die and meet my God. You cannot imagine how I feel now, but my heart is peaceful and quiet.
Promise me. Please take care of my son, James. He becomes the King of Scotland tomorrow, but he is a young boy and doesn’t know how he should rule his country. Please support him and never let him die by unnecessary fight.
Before God, I have to tell you the truth. You may still believe I killed James’s father, but I didn’t. I know nothing how Darnley died on that day. I was not there when he died and don’t know who killed him. I know I had a lot of enemies and someone wanted kill me, not Darnley.
You know, the King or Queen is always lonely. I had a few good friends, but more than that there were a lot of enemies around me. I could not believe the people from the bottom of my heart.
James will fall into the same situation with us. I just hope he will find a good woman who will love him and support him all his life.
I did want to see my son, James before the end of my life. Please pass my message to him, I really love him.