Last you heard I lived happily Ever After with Porcelain. In fact, it has been five years to the day. My lovely Porcelain and I married about a year later. We now have two twin daughters named Amethyst and Sapphire. In Toyland, everyone grows quickly, but suddenly the process freezes for a while at the age of mid-adult. Therefore, even though the girls should be only four, they have the appearance and the intellectuality of about fourteen.
Up until recently, my life had been perfect. A happy marriage, two lovely kids, and next to The King, I was second in command in ruling Toyland- but not anymore. I'm still in Toyland, but everything has changed. My wife and daughters are still by my side. Even though we thought we left Queen Carolina in the crowd of angry toys and sword drawn from my perfect Porcelain, her reign of terror hasn't quite ended.
Someone had captured the King. Who? I don't know. We think it has something to do with Carolina. It's the only possible answer. She died, didn't she? I could have sworn that she had. I've heard stories of sightings from the Toy Soldiers of her in dark clothing, sneaking around the Toyland Kingdom, but no one has been able to tell for sure. Whoever it was has it out for me, I just know it.
It couldn't have been the Toy Soldiers, they went back on Carolina five years ago and still despise her even now. The other toys couldn't have done anything, they look nothing like Carolina and they are completely committed to this kingdom.
I just remembered something I heard while I was with Carolina five years ago. "When I got you right where I want you. I been pushing for this for so long," is what she said to me while she was trying to convince me to go along with her.
Is this the payback she's been planning? How is it possible? She's gone. She has to be, right? Maybe she planned it like this.
I will do whatever it takes to keep me and my family safe, as well as everyone here. Even if it risks my own life, my health, my sanity; I will always continue to face the music when its dire. Its time for Desperate Measures now- and I won't let this go. Promise.
Sincerely,
Master Josh