Days Without Them.When I opened my eyes, I really was home. It looked like time had barely moved despite being gone for an hour. I could feel my face was hot and flush, but also wet from tears. I didn’t even notice I was crying that whole time. Walking through my apartment, everything seemed...like an illusion. That’s when I saw Corvu’s old clothes on the bathroom rail. It really wasn’t a dream. Grabbing onto his tunic I wonder, will they think of me in years to come? Maybe as part of the King’s Guard they’ll be happy? Moving around my apartment slowly I go to my bed and drop the satchel by my feet. The clothes Patricia had given me lasted so long in the woods, and I was never really that cold or too hot. They were perfect. I fall into the bed and start to cry. It would stop hurting eventually. I’m sure of it.&nb

Being Knighted was an adventure all of its own. I managed to single-handedly tear my specially designed dress right before entering the Throne Room, which meant Sandy had to rush a last minute repair - literal last minute. But other than that it all went fairly smoothly.  Corvu and I are part of a six-man squad that are frequently sent out on missions, and since Shelia is around to teach me what kind of magic I need to know, those missions are quite smooth. I promise, I’m not in any real danger. Corvu protects me with his life, which is almost turning into some kind of game to him on how many times in a month he has to save my life. It’s a little embarrassing, one month he got up to about seven. Guess I’m still a klutz. The other squad members are a little strange and not all human, I’ll have to detail them a little later. Just know they have my back.