I've been drinking a lot, it's the only way I seem to be able to fall asleep recently, not that the sleep I get while drunk is worth a fuck. I've gotta find a way out of this shit, it's driving me crazy. There's a couple of them I don't mind. The oldest one, I told you about her, Nerissa, she's all right, but I think she'd just be another monarch that makes no real change to the worlds. I ain't sayin' I wanna see her die or nothin', but I'm not losing sleep over it, not over her.
I'm taking the brat out again soon. She said she's never been to the Festival of Valen before. All that love shit really isn't for me, you know that better than most, but I'll put up with it if it makes her happy. I mean, she deserves that much. This is gonna be the first one she ever goes to, and the last. If I were a better man, I'd show her a real good time, but it ain't fair to give just a little taste like that, when I know I wouldn't be getting the same back in return. I hate virgins. She probably wouldn't even know what to do with me and I don't have the patience for it. Bet she's the type to just lay there with her legs straight, making me do all the work, expecting that that's enough. Man, I miss you sometimes. Don't let it go to your head.
I've been mapping out the castle like a good little soldier. There are two distinct routes that lead straight to her wing of the castle, and one that is directly connected to her room. I seem to have forgotten those ones until just now. Oh well, pen's out of ink, what can ya do?
Hey, you burn this shit after you read it, you hear me, Al?