"I love you, William Agilofings, dam* you!" My Lily has finally accepted my love even as she cursed me.
An empire. I'd been handed a crumbling empire to rule at fifteen and even though it was now prospering, I felt the loneliness that came with standing on top. Over the years, I've earned a reputation for having a temper, but I consider myself quite mild. No one needs a hot-tempered man ruling a country after all.
Though a few of those people have been calling me imposing and ruthless, I don't think I am more than what is needed of me. Anyway, enough about me. I am writing down my thoughts on this paper for the first time. And like My Lily said, I should make a habit of it always remembering what is important to me.
