Sitting in the dark house once more..the autumn storm once more making itself reminded, MIl sat with a candle, the stallion he usually rode in the house as well next to him as he leant on his steed some
"Its done..I've talked with her, we both agreed to meet again when we both had got some space to what is going on..she is safe along with our son, Roycroft, thats at least something I dont have to worry about..If I knew she were afraid of brigands coming after her..would I have left? No..If she had told me about them..It does not matter now..what is done is done and we both agreed to part on good terms and being friends, after all we do have someone in common that I iss with the whole of my heart.." The ink seems to be a little blurry but clears up again
"She said that she would send a letter with the adress so that I could come visit her and our son and we would talk about what would be best for him and for us and how we should go on..that she is with someone else I have to live with, as long as she is happy..I still hold a special place for her in my heart and will do so until the day I die..by old age, arrows or blades I will have her in my heart all the time, after all she was the best thing that happened to me along with the gift of our son..who I hope I get to see grow up and still call me Dad..The house seems so empty without her or Roy..or the furniture..soon I need to find a place to stay before the winter comes.."
Mil adjusted himself to be more comfortable and kept writing
"Winter..hopefully I can have a chance to play with my son in the snow..and celebrate yule with him and Cait..but that is not now and that has to wait and see..she siad she did not reall know if she could trust me anymore nor did she thought I do still care for them both..I guess I can sleep now with some ease, knowing they both are safe..probably more safer than what I could have made them feel and Cait..I will never forget the time I got to share with this wonderful woman..I will miss her..greatly..miss holding her, miss her laugh and her little small things she used to do..they will have a better life from now on.." The ink get mixed with a few tear drops, making anything else unreadable as Mil put the little diary away and blew out the candle and closed his eys and drifted off to sleep, a sleep with ease
