A/N: I would say I'm sorry for this, but I'm not. May you enjoy another trip in Pelleas!vision!
Dear Diary:
Surprise, it's me again! I missed you, since I don't have a lot of people to talk about how amazing my life is right now. Seriously, it's amazing.
For example, it turns out that the Kings of Daein leave the throne with an impressive collection of titles. Everyone knows of "Ashnard the Mad," my sort-of father, but no one knows that that's just the tip of the iceberg where he was concerned. It actually is:
Ashnard Stanley Daein, Twelfth King of Daein, First of His Name, The Mad King, Worldslayer, Releaser of Chaos, Wielder of the Fire Emblem, Dragonrider, Master of Gurgurant, the Corruptor, Conqueror of Crimea, Champion of Merit, Servant of the Dark Goddess, Lord of the Four Riders.
Aaaaand I just realized that "dragon-rider" is a double entendre. Ewwwwwww. Ugh. Gross. Picturing them having sex. No, noooo, make it staaaaaahp…
Okay, redirection needed. But on the plus side, Worldslayer? Wow. That is just cool, and it has a better ring to it than "genocidal maniac." Also, Micaiah has assured me that Yune would be ticked off if she were still around because she is not a dark god and he was not her servant.
Here's me:
Pelleas Rajaion Daein, Thirteenth King of Daein, First of His Name, the Pauper Prince, the Orphan King, Blood Oath Maker, the Signer of Pacts, Slayer of the Goddess, the False, Would-Be Martyr, the Dark Wizard King.
Not bad for a reign that lasted two and a half months, although there are a lot of negatives in there but I suppose that's to be expected. "Signer of Pacts" sounds cool, although we both know it wasn't (well, the first time was, because without the first time I wouldn't be"the Dark Wizard King," but the second time, not so much). So yes, I got some cool titles. I wonder what Micaiah's will be. And actually, I wonder if I'll get some new ones after we get married.
After we get married.
After we GET MARRIED!
Yes she asked me to marry her, and yes I said yes! We've been dating for a year already, which may not be a long time in the broad scheme of things but seems a lot longer when you spent so much time beforehand with that person fighting for your lives.
I abdicated my throne, since it turns out that I'm not actually royal-blooded, and was elected as a Senator of Daein, which is kind of cool. I love my coworkers, they're a bunch of stand-up guys. I'll have to write about them more sometime.
Okay, so Micaiah and my job are the reasons why my life is awesome, but do I need more than that? Oh, and Mother is still here, and I'm not sure she remembers that she's not actually my mother. She has, in fact, declared that Soren – her biological son, whom she has met exactly once and has no idea who she is – and I are "twinsies" which is all sorts of weird considering that we look about as alike as, well, Ashnard and Almedha. But hey, whatever makes her happy. She needs reasons to be happy, considering she wants me to get married and have "lots of grandbabies for me" but she hates Micaiah. Your guess is as good as mine as to how that works. But I'm not going to complain. I heard about the backstory: she gave birth to Soren and lost her dragon laguz powers, Ashnard held the baby hostage to corrupt Rajaion with the feral drug, and then Ashnard sold Soren to some random lady. So needless to say, my mother is a little bit touched in the head, especially when it comes to her children. And, presumably, grandchildren.
Speaking of, okay, I gotta get going. I'm meeting with the florist today, which in itself is a miracle considering, well, we have florists? In Daein, a country of nearly perpetual winter? Okay, cool. Lots of snow crocuses, I suppose. Not that I'm an expert at flowers. Oh well.
Bye, Diary!