It's been some days since I wrote last, and much has happened since my rescue. I sit here, thinking back on the last few days with a mixture of relief, joy, and a little fear. For it has been a long road, and I am glad to be back home with my friends.
After my wrists were tended, Ana and Raak decided that it would not be safe for me to stay at the tavern, I was quickly whisked away to the home of Zan and Kom - Zan being one of my closest friends, and Kom her husband. Assuring that I would remain safe, Altheric stood guard at the door, though his mood was hard to fathom - a mixture of relief and coldness that had me feeling confused and sad.
I spoke with Raak first, as Zan bustled around the house for a moment, before dashing outside suddenly. Raak seemed to be unconcerned with this, apparently sure that she was healthy enough and only suffering the effects of morning sickness. As gently as I could, I told Raak that while I loved him, I could be sure of nothing for my feelings for Altheric confused me and clouded my mind. My dear sweet Raak - he was saddened by this news, as I knew he would be, and it made me feel all the worse for it. I told him, until I was sure, I could only be his friend.
Just then Zan returned, and since Raak had fallen into an exhausted sleep, I went out to speak with her. My friend had several words for me, some of them being harsh and direct. Her lecture hurt, but in the end I could not deny the truth of her words and knew what I had to do next. But it would have to wait until the next day, for I was too exhausted to face Altheric just yet.
