Working for Dame Primus isn't easy. Especially when you're the only kid around and your mind is easily distracted by all the things around you. It isn't easy for a girl who's preoccupied with a boy who doesn't even know that she's really falling for him.
Suzy Turquoise Blue. Every day I repeat my name to myself so I don't forget who I am. I'm afraid that one day I'll wake up and somebody stupid has washed me between the ears and made me forget my identity. I know that prob'ly won't happen, and I know that prob'ly can't happen with Arthur in charge. But it's still a scary thought…especially since that last time it happened to me….I don't want to think about it.
Today my mind is full of stuff, so I can't really think about my duties as Monday's Tierce. Dame Primus keeps givin' me orders, but it's bloody stupid stuff anyway, so I don't care. Dame Primus thinks she's all that, being part o' the Will and all, but she is so darn annoying. Can't keep her mouth shut, that woman. Will she ever shut up? "Suzy, you've got to send this message out to so-and-so" and "Do this NOW" and "Monday's Noon, what in the name of the Border Sea are you doing, sitting around and eating chocolate cake? I need you to get rid of the leftover Nithlings that have escaped in the Lower Atrium!" She never thinks of anybody but herself! But then again, she's prob'ly never ever had to think of anybody but herself before. I guess this whole thing with the Morrow Days and Arthur has really been quite of a shock to her.
But Dame Primus, in all her annoying self-pride, is really nothin' compared to Arthur. It may seem weird—Arthur, bein' more trouble than Dame Primus! But he is, he really is, in a good kinda way—sort of. I'll just be goin' 'bout my usual daily duties, when all of a sudden, I'll hear some random denizen mention him, and my mind goes all wacky. It's like I lose all total control of myself. I see a picture of him in my head—his dark brown eyes, his brown hair that kinda curls up at the ends, his smile—oh, the smile's the one that gets me. I feel like fainting. Or tryin' to get out o' the House and finding him so I can just talk to him and listen to his voice float into my ears. Or throwing my arms around him and kissing him. I like the last fantasy. Sometimes I wish he could just be here with me so I could tell him how I feel. When he is around, I wish he'd just look at me the way I look at him. I'd really like him to kiss me. It sounds stupid, I know, but I can't help it. He's too wonderful. He never thinks of himself, it's always about someone else, and he doesn't stop helping people, even when he's afraid. I absolutely love him.
Sometimes, when Dame Primus really gets on my nerves("Suzy, ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!"), I'll just shut my eyes and imagine that Arthur's telling Dame Primus to back off and leave me alone—of course, he's saying it politely. Then he'll just take me somewhere for a break…maybe the Border Sea, coz it's awfully pretty there. And he'll have his own boat where we'll eat as much as we want, and then talk about silly stuff and he'll laugh in that cute way of his. And then, we'll calm down and just watch the sunset glow over the water, and we'll feel the cool breeze on our faces. And we'll just watch it in total peace, without Dame Primus's yellin'. And then, maybe Arthur'll hold my hand and kiss my cheek and tell me that he's liked me like that for a while now, and that he thinks about me a lot, and then I'll tell him the same thing. I just wish it could really happen. Me and Arthur…