I followed my father through the halls of his estate. My head is a bit uncomfortable and the lights are too strong, but I know that this sensation shall pass in time. What I'm actually upset about, however, is the fact that I was pulled away so abruptly.
Last night I got a bit drunk and came to Kany's room. I just wanted to talk to her. Everything's been really stressful lately and I needed someone that understood me to speak to.
I suppose in my… "drunken" haze I may have said that Kany is my ideal girl. I should probably not let the mood and a bit of alcohol get to me though. If I say something stupid then I'll simply wind up hurting myself.
"Put on these robes as you did yesterday." Father spoke. I suddenly realized that I'm standing in the dressing room that I had been in the day before. The servants were awaiting orders while I was given the blue robes that I rather disliked.
