Entry Two:
Today I moved out of the rooms I used to share with my Master. Even at my knighting ceremony I suppose it took time to actually sink in even with the party we held afterwards, and the gifts I received.
It feels more real now that I'm truly a knight and not a padawan anymore.
I'm not quite sure what I think about that just yet. It makes me nervous, even as I am looking forward to the future and what it holds. My master won't be there to fix problems anymore, or come after me if I get in trouble.
It's a definite heavier responsibility than I've ever felt before.
I hope I find myself equal to the task and the confidence that the Masters have placed in me.
Speaking of the move, I found a few things I had been looking for as I packed them away, and many more things that I didn't need at all.
I never realized how many things I had acquired on various missions over the years. I tend not to want to throw things away, that have sentimental value, or that I find interesting, because you never know when something will be useful later, but on the other hand, I did clean out two heaping cans full of old things that I could honestly not remember why I had kept them at the time, only that I did.
It made the move to my own rooms much easier, I must say, after I cut down on the acquisitions.
During the move, my friends came to help me. As we were moving boxes, Sian asked if I'd used the journal yet. The smug look on his face as I said yes, though, almost made me wish I hadn't.
Oh well, at least I didn't tell him how nice his pen was. I pretended nonchalance, but I don't think he fell for it, the way he grinned at me when I told him I had used the stylus also.
Blast.
The Council has asked to see me tomorrow. They sure don't waste time, do they?
I'm actually rather curious about what they have in store; a mission perhaps, or some other Temple assignment that they would consider a newly knighted padawan good at.
I suppose I'll have to wait to find out.