Day four.. (12/05/2014)
I promised to meet Anriett today... i waited long hours at her door to only be set into a mind i hoped not to gain.. she has three lovers.. or at lest had and cant decide who.. me or the other men, i know this because she brought one of the men home drunk and need of rest.
I grow tired of the games of cat and mouse.. she bounces off us all like a Bee around flowers tending us then leaving for the other.. it hurts to think that she also finds time to imagine killing herself a woman of rohan.. should never feel such thoughts even in time of great sadness.
she ran on us after trying to explain to her what to do.. i went home and she was there.. short story she is taking a short break from it all.. to gather her thoughts.. and so shall i.
Or will i.. at the pony i met 'her' again... oh i could sing praise of her all day but i know she is not into that and it would make things awkward for us both or at lest her.. we went for a walk.. ended up in the bree fields near the lake and sat talking about home.. she then introduced me to something i have never felt.. or heard of.. and i'm glad she did.. my mind is slightly broader in the acts of adults outside the noble courts... the refreshments served was... exquisite.. and the entertainment mind blowing.. then we swam a while till she had to go.. funny.. ill miss her most at this rate.. but she cant know that.. not without her anger being aimed at me.. even if i find it most appealing ..
Kaladen Hillman... Could soon see home.
