June 14th, 1815
Today Mercedes and I held our Betrothal Feast to commemorate our upcoming marriage. During the feast, something awful happened. Law Officers came in and said that I had been anonymously accused of acts of treason. I complied with the men with the hope of this ordeal simply being a large misunderstanding or mistake.
I was taken to the office of the public prosecutor, Villefort. I spoke with the man and tried to reason with him. He seemed to agree with my statements and to have come to the conclusion that I was not guilty. Suddenly, there was an unfortunate turn of events. I told him about the letter that my dying captain asked me to deliver. I mentioned the name of the man whom the letter was addressed to. A man named Noirtier. Villfort's tone became cold and cruel. Without mercy, I was sent to the Chateau D'if, a prison famous for the imprisonment of political threats.
I now stand in the Chateau. I am not sure of my prison term but the chances of freedom in the near future are non-existant. Which wretched fellow would punish an innocent man in a brutal way of such magnitude?
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