Tannia had drawn close, her eyes widening as she begged him. She could win a whole argument with her expressions. Especially against Turan. But Turan's expression was just as, if not more so, pleading than Tannia's.

"I don't really think this is something we need to read right now. It's kind of a.. well.. it isn't very happy, apparently." He finished off lamely.

"I told you," she argued. "This is good to remember. Do you realize how lucky I've been? I want to remember how everything has changed. Please."

He gave a small sigh, just looking at Tannia for a few moments. It was if he was sizing her up, when truly he was wondering if he even wanted to continue reading. He would not admit to it, but the memories of what were in his journal were more painful for him to hear than for Tannia.

But he nodded, and tore his eyes away from her. "All right then.. but let me read each day through completely. Don't make me pause."

She nodded, smiling at him, but she didn't move away. So even as Turan read aloud, she had a perfect view of the handwriting on the page. In fact, she moved only closer, laying her head on his shoulder.

Day 3

I hate parents. They mess up everything. Mum sent me to my room without dessert during dinner because I was laughing at Tannia. Stupid haremaid, she always gets me in trouble. Both our dads were arguing with each other again outside while we ate dinner. Tannia got all sad and pathetic and just sat there at the Great Hall table trying not to cry. So me and my friends laughed at her because her face looked so funny.

But then Mum came over and cuffed my ear and said I had to go to my room. I can't believe it! She did it in front of everyone! This is not fair! None of my friends got in trouble like me. Now they're all gonna make fun of me tomorrow. If they do, then they won't get to be my friends anymore though. I don't need them because I'm gonna be the warrior. They are just jealous because I'm learning how to fight and they aren't allowed to even touch any weapons. Ha! Oh great.. here comes Dad to lecture me again.. got to go.

After he finished reading, he shifted slightly, and Tannia sat back up, looking at him with a smirk. "You were so mean to me. So your father lectured you about it?" She snickered a bit, shaking her head.

Turan had that apologetic look on his face again as he watched her. Tannia gave him a small, playful shove. "Oh lighten up! It was a long time ago. Besides, I was a bit of a baby, always going around cr-"

"No no," Turan cut her off quickly. "No you weren't. You were only nine and you had reasons.."

She studied Turan's expression for a second, then sighed, giving a shrug. "Well, I guess so."

There was a few moments of silence, then Tannia raised an eyebrow at him playfully. "Did you think you were going to avoid reading more? Go on.. I need something to make fun of you about, Mr. Perfect." In which she dutifully stuck her tongue out at him. It was fun for them to be childish to each other.

"I don't make fun of you," he argued, going to close the journal, but Tannia stuck her paw in it to prevent him from doing so.

She smirked at him. "Do you think all those jokes about my clumsiness are lost on me?"

He hesitated. Yep, she got him there. Without saying anything else, he returned his gaze to the journal.

"Day four.."