Chapter 6

Dear Diary,

Yes, I know I haven't turned to you for over ten years now... Ever since Jard started reading memorised exerpts from you back then I started to doubt the famed secrecy of diaries... But now I feel as if I have no choice. There's no one else to talk to, so I'm stumped for options.

Hell, it's not half as glamorous as it sounds, this King business. Father never told me about it, which I don't appreciate. He could have put it on his list of things to do before he died. Huh. All that 'watching a last beautiful sunset' tripe could have waited until later.

...Uh, yeah.

Gods, I'm so lonely. Sure there are plenty of people around, but their minds don't seem capable of carrying anything more than two possible responses. It's all 'yessir, nosir, yessir, nosir...' It could start to make a man a little depressed. 'Little' meaning up to the extent of suicidal.

I imagine it'll all be better after tomorrow. Gah, who am I kidding, no I don't! I've only met Mia a few times, and she was all right, but... well, a bit weird. Not my type at all. Arranged marriages, I ask you. I'm a grown man, I think I'm fully capable of deciding who I do and don't sleep with. ...Uh, my 21st was a one off.

Strange for someone to be king and get married later. Jard's been with some foreign girl for years, and he's still waiting for his dad to shift his ass from the throne and to the grave. Not that I'm complaining about being married late, of course. The later the better... Being a bachelor's fine... I mean, all the girls want to get with the King, don't they...

Ah well, I shouldn't get too down about my sweetheart to-be. Rumours are that she practises witchcraft, so I can always burn her if she becomes too much bother.

...Or at least, I would have been able to, if it wasn't for the damn new law which allows women to practice magic too. Stupid equal rights.

It's not fair. Why couldn't I have been engaged to... dare I say it, even just in writing? I suppose no one will read it this time... Lilith? Her title's as good and she's got just as much land, and so everything else puts her on the plus. So why not? Just because she's engaged to the bastard from Omal... Well, I could put a quick end to that. Just give me a sword and a history book in which to find a thousand year old insult which his family made up against mine, and I could be at war with him within a week.

I love her. There, I've said it. I love Princess Lilith of Garmi, and she is who I would be happy to spend the rest of my life with.

Right. I've got it. I'm going to flip this coin. If heads, I'll marry Mia tomorrow as planned, but if tails, something will turn up and somehow I'll end up marrying Lilith.

Oh coin, I bestow upon you the divine wisdom in order to decide my fate. One, two, three-

Damn. That was just a practice. This time-

Oh, forget it.

I've really got to get myself a hobby... or a dog. A dog would be nice.

(From King Soldur III's diary, last seen in the possession of King Jard)

I've got some bad news about Deoman, for anyone who reads it...

I'm not going to be putting any more on this site, as there's something which I need to change in the first one. Something pretty big, which the second one can't carry on without. Maybe I'll get back to it someday... but until then you'll just have to decide for yourselves what happens to Bart and Julian.

I'm gonna concentrate on this story for a while, I think. Please review!