Lucren

Dear Diary, 

Welp that kid has offically gotten on my nerves, Damn him, He almost got me to share what happened with... them. Damn i need to stop feeling soft with the kids. I wonder if the Little Lord had anything to do with that kids curiosity...

~Ana

Lucren rose from his bed, and stretched as usual. Dozy steps brought him over to a nearby table, and to a badly needed gulp of water. His gaze flicked around the room, from his dresser to his fireplace, from his sword rested against the wall and the woman in his bed.

Dear Diary,

Today i practiced with my blade against some Orcs. The pittiful beasts fell like trees before an axe. I should talk to that Lucren fellow about... Someones coming i have to go

~Ana

Dear Diary, 

With my new life comes a new diary. It has been a while since i have trusted anyone. Not since i was 13. Then this man, Renul, managed to break down my defences enough to get me to agree to marry him. However he has since dissapeared back to his former friends in the Angmarians. I cant believe I fell for him so easily, expecially after... after... my experience with ... Them.

D-damn this is so annoying, I cant believe Im crying like a girl in memory of that! T-that does it. I-i will not fall for another man ever again.

Lucren sat down in his home, with his wolf "Sheva" laying across his lap. He was on his bed, and Sheva was sprawled over his bottom half. He couldn't do very much else than scratch and pamper the animal. Though, he just began talking to her. Moreso to himself, but he wanted to talk about it to -someone-!

"That night was one a bitter sweet one. Though if I'm honest what comes next frightens me, even if it is... Very exciting.

((This happened a few months ago, during the yule festival))