Kiran did not get any sleep that night. They were so on edge to the point that they couldn't even sit still.

Alfonse, Sharena, Anna, and Fjorm where already eating breakfast by the time Kiran came out of their room.

"Wow, Kiran. Are you okay? You look exhausted," Sharena commented.

"Yeah," Kiran rubbed at their face "I guess I didn't get enough sleep last night."

Kiran didn't want to worry their friends with their growing paranoia of Veronica's latest scheme. Commander Anna said it was probably nothing, so that's what they were going to believe. But still, that didn't change the possible scenarios running through their head on what that spell actually was doing to them. It could have been some spell to make their army really sick, or maybe make them lose their memory at some random point, or something much worse.

Maybe Kiran shouldn't have read all of those horror novels from their world. They were always a bit on the paranoid side, and this was not making things any better. The logical part of Kiran's brain was telling them that Veronica was just trying to get into their heads and that was it. Well... it's working.

Kiran trudged over to their seat next to Fjorm and dug in. They were so tired that they didn't even know what they were eating either. Today was going to be a long day.

Kiran sat with Robin trying to work on a strategy for a possible future battle, while everyone else was training.

Kiran really tried to shake the thoughts of Veronica and her spell out of their head but they just couldn't. It was driving them up the wall. It really could've been anything and nobody here even cared.

"Kiran... Kiran... Kiran!"

Kiran was dragged out of their thoughts by Robin who was snapping his finger in front of their face, trying to grab their attention.

"Huh? O-Oh! Sorry Robin, I guess I kinda just spaced out for a bit there," Kiran chuckled.

"Is everything alright, Kiran? You've been acting kind of off today, are you feeling ill?" he asked.

"N-No, nothing like that. It's just that... what happened yesterday is kind of been bothering me."

"Yesterday? What happened yesterday that has you so worked up?"

Kiran looked at Robin's face to see that he didn't understand what they were talking about.

"You were there, Robin! When Veronica did that really weird spell thing-y. Remember? The light blinded us for a good minute and she up and disappeared!"

Robin gave Kiran an unreadable look.

"Kiran, we never saw Princess Veronica yesterday. We never even had a battle yesterday, we did nothing but patrol all day."

"You don't remember battling yesterday?!" Kiran cried. "Did you hit your head or something, Robin? Veronica is up to something and she did something to us with that spell!"

Robin held his hands out in front of him in a non-threatening gesture, a bit startled by Kiran raising their voice like they were. This even grabbed Alfonse's attention who was training not too far from the pair of tacticians.

"Kiran, is everything alright?" Alfonse asked walking over.

"Well you see-" Robin was cut off by Kiran raising their voice a bit more.

"No, everything isn't alright! Why is everyone pretending that was Veronica did yesterday didn't even happen?"

Alfonse looked just as confused as Robin.

"Kiran, what're you talking about, Princess Veronica didn't do anything yesterday. We didn't even see her at all. We just had patrol's yesterday," Alfonse repeated the same thing as Robin.

"Are you feeling well, Kiran?" Robin asked, putting a hand on their shoulder. "It is pretty hot today, maybe the heat is getting to you. I can take you to your room if you're feeling too warm out here."

"So you guys really don't remember what happened yesterday?"

Alfonse and Robin exchanged a look.

"Kiran," Alfonse began "I was with you all day yesterday, and not even once did we see Princess Veronica or anyone from her kingdom. I think you should go inside and rest. Sharena mentioned you weren't looking too well this morning."

"Kiran, why not you and I go inside to do some reading? The library is pretty cool, I'm sure it will help you. I'm feeling a bit warm myself so why don't we just go inside and take a bit of a break for a few hours," Robin suggested.

"That's a good idea, you two must be sweating underneath those heavy cloaks. You both are dismissed for today." Alfonse commanded as he walked away to resume training.

Before Kiran could even protest, they were led away by Robin toward the castle's library.

Robin and Kiran sat in the library reading random books they found. Well, it was more Robin doing the reading, Kiran just kind of sat there glaring at the books. Their mind elsewhere.

At one point, Robin stood up to put one book he was reading away and to grab another one. Kiran continued to glare daggers at the book in their hand, not even noticing that Robin stood up. Until a call of their name caught their attention.

"Kiran, did Alphonse ever mention to you how recent these books are?" he asked.

"Hmm, he said that the newest one in here is dated from about ten years ago, why?"

Robin sat back down at the table they were stationed at, holding a worn red journal.

"This book is dated from last year..." he trailed off squinting at the book, trying to read the text on the cover.

Kiran scooted their chair over closer to Robin's to read what he was trying to read. There was a date on the top left corner, it was dated year X198, Alfonse told Kiran that this year was X199.

"That's odd, Alfonse told me that any texts written between ten years ago and now is in a sealed off library." Kiran said.

"It seems odd that they would put something so recent in here by mistake," said Robin as he brushed some of the dirt and dust off of the cover.

Once he got a good portion of the dirt off, they could see what it was titled. The cover read The Journal of Warren Prenston.

"I don't think I've met anybody here by that name." Robin said.

"Me either."

Robin opened the journal to the first page, the handwriting on the page was not the same as on the cover. The handwriting on the cover was very neat and written with care, but what was written on this page looked like it was written down in a hurry. Ink was smudged, and part of the page was wrinkled, as if whoever wrote this entry was gripping the book really hard.

The text read:

To whoever finds this journal, my name is Warren Prenston and my uncle is the king of this country. I can't really explain much, but hopefully my writings in this journal will help you find the truth to what has been going on in this castle. The royal family are not what they seem, although I'm a part of that family, I don't want to include myself in that family. They are a bunch of filthy liars and you cannot trust them. My aunt especially, I don't know why, but there's something very off about her.

I apologize, I'm getting a bit off topic aren't I? What I want to say before you look further into this journal is that if you find this book, there is a huge chance that I am dead. I've taken every possible measure to keep that from happening. From having the servants check my food for poison, to sleeping with a dagger underneath my pillow. But again, if you have found this, then that means those where still not enough. Please, don't make the same mistake I did. Trust no one. Don't even trust the castle staff, they could be conspiring with the queen.

The point of this journal is so hopefully whoever finds this believes me and continues my work. I put great lengths to hide this so none of my family or the staff finds this. The fact that you have found this means it could be a Hero or even the Legendary Summoner my cousin Alfonse was searching for. Please, don't show this to him or Sharena, they cannot know of this. It's quite possible that they are involved.

The contents of this journal contains my research of this family. Of my family. I have been led to believe that my family is plotting something very sinister and whatever they are doing could very well destroy this kingdom. To the new owner of this journal, I have failed to save my Kingdom, now it is up to you.