Far too much is happening, enough for me to not even be able to wrap my mind around it anymore.
It seems like I get close to the men of Bree every day. When I first arrived to these lands I knew no one outside of the Legion, now I seem to know men of all causes. Only men, though. I occasionally see men and women of my own kin in these lands, such as Lasdor when he is on visit away from his home in Falathorn, but I tend to only gain friendship and aquaintance among the men.
I keep telling myself that I need to learn to take care of myself, that this whole thing with these friends, these men wishing to literally protect me is becoming too big, too dependant. Well, only today I have gotten closer to two men who promised their sword to protect me.
Ankamir, a mute man of the Sunset Knights who I aided yesterday, twice. He claims that I saved his life, and hence does he want to protect me.
Zaeh was the other man. One of Cyfiers men. I have seen him before, speaking to Áre, but didn't know who he was. He was the man who brought me with him, the one who pulled his dagger and forced me to come along with the intentions to torture me. But as stated before, those plans changed. Zaeh was masked that time, but Cyfier mentioned his name. And we spoke today, he admitted that it was him and explained how sorry he was, offering his protection in return for what he had done, and for the fact that he wished to keep me safe for Áres sake.
I don' t want anyone to protect me because I happent to be an elf, a woman or a "lady" as some prefer to say, or even because I am the beloved of their friend. I want friends, who are there to be on my side if needed, but no one to promise their protection. Their acts are noble and admirable, and I thank them dearly, but they all seem to come at the wrong times...
Ithilwien
