Furley sat down shortly after they left, sighing as he mentioned how worn out the danger earlier had made him feel. And she, Daphne, could see that on his face as she bent to take her helmet from the ground. 

Shortly after those who took part in the wedding had made it to the Hall of Fire, an Elf Daphne hadn't spoken to before, Seregrian, began to play the harp and sing for the first dance of Anastasiar and

Daphne had rushed to dress herself and run a brush through her hair before knocking and stepping over to where Anastasiar was trying to get into the wedding dress, without letting it touch the floor.

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Dear Diary

Page fifty three already? I think i'm writing to you everyday, you deserve it.

My morning began with me waking up, my hands could feel asoft body, smiling knowing it was my darlin, Jane.

After the breakfast Jane wanted to head to town and prepare for the upcoming event that her, and the rest of the girls, are holding and I asked to be her company as I too have things to do in town.