Even though this seems idiotic to do. Rijn has informed me that writing out my thoughts may ease stress. Do I seem stressed?
How bringing pen to paper can somehow relieve stress isn't something I can't fully understand. While growing up I had no need to write. A warrior shouldn't worry herself with such things.
Even now I feel a growing unease in the pit of my stomach. I am no writer.
Erika, my father. She would write away in her journals. It was a time I could find myself at peace. Knowing she would be far too busy to punish Mother, or to a lesser extent, me. At those times I could focus on my blade.
Now I am to lower my blade and focus my thoughts here.
How do I even begin? Rijn gave a smile when I asked him that and replied "``Dear Dairy,`` always works.". Perhaps I should try.
Dear Diary,
No. I do not like that. This will be the last time I use it.
It's strange being a Queen within a city of warrior women after such a long period of male rule. They look to me for guidance and not their King.
I must be strong for them.
To be once labeled an outcast and now brought into the luxury of royalty. Even now I feel it's undeserving. I had to shed blood to gain this position. The people still seem weary of me, but Seirichi told me that my defeat of Diane had opened a few eyes to my potential. She said some spoke of me at the training grounds the day after. I cared none for what she said. I had killed the woman Havelast spent years trying to return to him. In killing Diane, I felt as if I killed Havelast as well.
Adenna prides itself on the warrior way and that is what Diane died as; a warrior. It is something I will always respect her for. Even with all her cruelty, she was still a warrior.
That is all.
How bringing pen to paper can somehow relieve stress isn't something I can't fully understand. While growing up I had no need to write. A warrior shouldn't worry herself with such things.
Even now I feel a growing unease in the pit of my stomach. I am no writer.
Erika, my father. She would write away in her journals. It was a time I could find myself at peace. Knowing she would be far too busy to punish Mother, or to a lesser extent, me. At those times I could focus on my blade.
Now I am to lower my blade and focus my thoughts here.
How do I even begin? Rijn gave a smile when I asked him that and replied "``Dear Dairy,`` always works.". Perhaps I should try.
Dear Diary,
No. I do not like that. This will be the last time I use it.
It's strange being a Queen within a city of warrior women after such a long period of male rule. They look to me for guidance and not their King.
I must be strong for them.
To be once labeled an outcast and now brought into the luxury of royalty. Even now I feel it's undeserving. I had to shed blood to gain this position. The people still seem weary of me, but Seirichi told me that my defeat of Diane had opened a few eyes to my potential. She said some spoke of me at the training grounds the day after. I cared none for what she said. I had killed the woman Havelast spent years trying to return to him. In killing Diane, I felt as if I killed Havelast as well.
Adenna prides itself on the warrior way and that is what Diane died as; a warrior. It is something I will always respect her for. Even with all her cruelty, she was still a warrior.
That is all.