When Aurora marries James

Dear Diary,
My father recently hired a new groom to watch his horses. His name is James Conyers, or at least that's what my maid has told me. He's a dazzling fellow with a beautifully proportioned figure. It seems as if his features have been perfectly chiseled onto a canvas, which would have taken days! I get lost in his dark-blue eyes which are perfectly bordered by the thick black lashes which fringe them. Oh! His smile! His handsome smile which I wish will talk to me and even woo me if I please! If only he'd notice me; I'd do anything to get him to notice me! Maybe I could start a conversation about the horse races; I think he'd like that. He is taking care of my horses now as I sit and write about him. Oh, what a beautiful man. If only he'd notice me.

(a few weeks later)

Dear Diary,
Today, James and I went riding in the woods together for the second time this week! He's a lovely fellow to talk to. He even shares my passion for the horse races; he says he goes there often. Oh, I do hope to go there sometime by his side! I have also told him of my interest in hunting, and he encourages me about it. It's an unusual feature from a man, to be so supportive of such a fancy, but he claims to fancy it.
James even told me of how he came to be here-which I cannot believe! First, he tells me he is of royal blood. I did not believe him right away, but then he proceeded to tell me of his father, the King, and how no one appreciated him. He decided to leave in disguise as what he is now, a groom. The poor fellow has been spat upon by his own people and ill-used in the battle of life. He says he has run away for he felt hampered in his own dwelling.
I often talk to my governess about James. She seems to enjoy him as much as I, but she knows not to touch him. She sees that he is much better than the other men who come about here at Feldon. I know she would never try to take him from me; she is too much of a dear friend of mine. She has also read some of the letters that he has written me. He writes with such a passion that I cannot get him off of my mind.
I do feel that I cannot talk to my lovely cousin Lucy about this. I feel that she will reject our coupling. While I love her endlessly, she has a judgement upon me that makes me uneasy. She does not believe in true love as I do, and what I feel for James cannot be anything but such feelings! Oh, I wish Lucy would someday find someone who can put up with her mundane ways. She deserves to be as happy as I feel!

Dear Diary,
James has asked me to marry him! I cannot believe it! Can you imagine it? I trust we shall be a beautiful pair! Oh, this smile on my face will not disappear! The ring is a wonderful symbol of my love for him. It is simple yet elegant, and I cannot take my eyes off of it. I showed my governess and she could not be more excited for me! The only problem now is my father. I do not think that he will approve of James. To my wonderful but ignorant father, James is no more than an employee of the house. He is only supposed to take care of the horses and feed the animals, but he does such a wonderful job of it! Surely my dear old father will approve, he has never said no to me before and I am sincere to it that he will give me approval now! I feel I must speak to James before I speak to my father, though. He will surely know how to help me break the news.

Dear Diary,
I cannot stop crying. My father has found out about James and I! When I had gone out on my ride with him today, we discussed that we would not tell him. We would just get married. That was the first time James kissed me in such a passionate way. I may have also done something with him that would be a disgrace to my father, but I will not tell him. Yesterday my father must have somehow found out and he yelled at me! As James and I returned from our ride, which was much longer than we realized, my father immediately brought me to his study. He then proceeded to tell me to start packing-I'm going to Paris! At first I was ecstatic! Despite the long ride, I have always heard amazing stories of the city. My father went on to say that I will be staying there, alone, to go to a Protestant finishing school. I argued that he must be jeering with me, for he does threaten me when my governess and I get behind on work, but he has never fallen through. He gave me such a stern look that I knew he must be serious. We argued for what seemed to be an eternity, then I left him. The next day my father dismissed my governess and James-my betrothed! James secretly came to me that night and we went one last time with our horses through the woods. He promised he will not let me go because he cannot, he needs me like I need him. If only my father knew of our love. Tomorrow I leave, and I am terrified. I believe that James really will come for me, and if he does, I am going to leave that school and never look back! I don't need my father or anyone but James!

Dear Diary,
I hate my life here. I cannot keep up with these women who work so hard. My governess has only taught me the half of these studies and only to their lesser extent. I miss my dear James! The way he held me in the woods is a memory that I simply cannot get out of my mind. He does write to me often, though. He says he will follow me here. He warrants that he will get me out of this prison and fulfill the promise he had once given me. I miss him so dearly that it makes this school only the harder. How can this be? How could my father do this to me? James is the only man in the world who understands me and can love me for what I am. Be it what it would, I cannot wait for James to come find me and marry me. These walls are too small, and my heart's song cannot be heard. Oh James! Please hurry my dear love!

Dear Diary,
This is the first I write in here as Aurora Conyers. It has a lovely ring to it, don't you think? Yesterday, James came to my door and greeted me with such passion that I cannot even describe it! He is such a wonderful lover! He then proceeded to tell me that he had bribed people of the school not to tell anyone about me disappearing. I didn't understand at first, but then realized that he meant he was taking me away. We were about to start our lives as husband and wife! He told me to use the money that my father was sending me and to spend it on a nice dress for me and to give him some so he could look nice, and Oh! Did he ever! We ventured out to find a marriage license and became hitched right after. 
Today we plan on spending our day at the races. I am thrilled to finally be James's partner here. I do not know how to break the news to my father, but surely he will understand. He was once in love once, too.