I am eagerly anticipating the events that may unfold soon, with calmness and tranquility. I do not feel fear, nor do I feel fully capable of handling everything. However, I believe that with goodwill, honesty, and courage, and with the assistance of Baron Stockma, Sir Arthur Hastings, and Leisen, I will not fail under any circumstances.
— "Victoria to Uncle Leopold I" June 1837
The night was deep, and the solitary lamp in the office on the third floor of Scotland Yard, belonging to Sir Arthur Hastings, was still lit.
The glow of the gas lamps on the street slanted through the blinds, casting dappled shadows on the walls.
Arthur stood by the desk, holding a nearly burnt-out cigar, his gaze resting on the map of London hanging on the wall.
Several places related to the Royal Family on the map were marked with red-headed pins, particularly the outskirts of Kensington Palace, densely covered like hidden lines on an alarm system.
