Kandide’s Journal – 1-13-15
What a busy week. But then it’s always a busy week for me. Though, I think most of my time is wasted sitting in the High Council meetings. Lady Batony get worse every day. Can you imagine—she gave me a lecture on how to dress? Me? Just because I love pretty clothes and sparkly jewelry—especially dangle earrings and pretty broaches. She thinks I should dress more understated. I think, I’m Queen. I can do anything I want. And I love to sparkle.
Jake gave me a beautiful broach at the Holiday party. It’s a golden faery with beautiful purple-blue eyes like mine. They are made from tanzanite. Trump said tanzanite is more rare than diamonds. He’s the one who had the stones. He said the Banshees trade it for gold because it’s so rare and only found in one place in the world. The faery’s wings are made from pink diamonds that are sliced so thin you can see through them, and then suspended with gold wire. Her dress is made of various shades of pink pavé sapphires. It might be the most beautiful piece of jewelry I own—and that’s saying a lot, because I have over 2,000 pieces.
I love wearing jewelry—all kinds, as long as it sparkles. But then, I like anything that sparkles, including sparkling blackberry pomegranate juice, and Jake’s green eyes. They always sparkle when he sees me—unless he’s mad at me. Then he gets this funny look on his face. It’s pretty silly, and he always gets over it.
Though, I must say I was pretty mad at him yesterday. I don’t know why he thinks he has to let me win. I’m perfectly capable of competing on my own. I mean, I beat that Banshee soldier fair and square in aercaen. Of course, very few Fée are better than me at that game—even with my bent wing. I still feel bad about him getting killed because he lost. I certainly didn’t intend for that to happen. Banshees are so barbaric.
Anyway, back to Jake. We went swimming in the hot springs near the chateau the other day. It’s so beautiful there. I wish the entire world could be like that—so peaceful and calm. And yet, underneath there is molten rock. Teren said it is called magma. He said that the water is heated when it comes in contact with the rocks. Fortunately, there is a cold spring that also feeds into the water, so it stays at the perfect temperature. Otherwise, it would be super-heated and we’d be boiled to death.
Jake and I had a lovely picnic. Then, as always, we raced back through the underwater water tunnel—I love all the colored fish—and back to the shore. He always lets me win. It’s so frustrating. I tell him over and over again to really race me, but he never does. What’s the point of competing if there isn’t a real challenge? Competition is what makes us strong—able to survive. I know Jake is just trying to be chivalrous. But I‘d like him to race me for real.
In any case, I am a bit concerned about the chateau. When we got back we found out that that strange creature had been lurking around outside the wall again. I wonder if Lady Aron has conjured up some weird kind of magic—either her or the Banshees. Strange creatures don’t just start appearing from nowhere. Especially ones this size. Jake has posted double the number of sentries along the wall. I sure hope they figure out what it is pretty soon.
Oh, gosh, look at the clock. It’s almost time for the Council meeting to start. Think I’ll really pile the glitz on today—just to annoy Lady Batony.
Well, gotta fly. More later.
Kandide
What a busy week. But then it’s always a busy week for me. Though, I think most of my time is wasted sitting in the High Council meetings. Lady Batony get worse every day. Can you imagine—she gave me a lecture on how to dress? Me? Just because I love pretty clothes and sparkly jewelry—especially dangle earrings and pretty broaches. She thinks I should dress more understated. I think, I’m Queen. I can do anything I want. And I love to sparkle.
Jake gave me a beautiful broach at the Holiday party. It’s a golden faery with beautiful purple-blue eyes like mine. They are made from tanzanite. Trump said tanzanite is more rare than diamonds. He’s the one who had the stones. He said the Banshees trade it for gold because it’s so rare and only found in one place in the world. The faery’s wings are made from pink diamonds that are sliced so thin you can see through them, and then suspended with gold wire. Her dress is made of various shades of pink pavé sapphires. It might be the most beautiful piece of jewelry I own—and that’s saying a lot, because I have over 2,000 pieces.
I love wearing jewelry—all kinds, as long as it sparkles. But then, I like anything that sparkles, including sparkling blackberry pomegranate juice, and Jake’s green eyes. They always sparkle when he sees me—unless he’s mad at me. Then he gets this funny look on his face. It’s pretty silly, and he always gets over it.
Though, I must say I was pretty mad at him yesterday. I don’t know why he thinks he has to let me win. I’m perfectly capable of competing on my own. I mean, I beat that Banshee soldier fair and square in aercaen. Of course, very few Fée are better than me at that game—even with my bent wing. I still feel bad about him getting killed because he lost. I certainly didn’t intend for that to happen. Banshees are so barbaric.
Anyway, back to Jake. We went swimming in the hot springs near the chateau the other day. It’s so beautiful there. I wish the entire world could be like that—so peaceful and calm. And yet, underneath there is molten rock. Teren said it is called magma. He said that the water is heated when it comes in contact with the rocks. Fortunately, there is a cold spring that also feeds into the water, so it stays at the perfect temperature. Otherwise, it would be super-heated and we’d be boiled to death.
Jake and I had a lovely picnic. Then, as always, we raced back through the underwater water tunnel—I love all the colored fish—and back to the shore. He always lets me win. It’s so frustrating. I tell him over and over again to really race me, but he never does. What’s the point of competing if there isn’t a real challenge? Competition is what makes us strong—able to survive. I know Jake is just trying to be chivalrous. But I‘d like him to race me for real.
In any case, I am a bit concerned about the chateau. When we got back we found out that that strange creature had been lurking around outside the wall again. I wonder if Lady Aron has conjured up some weird kind of magic—either her or the Banshees. Strange creatures don’t just start appearing from nowhere. Especially ones this size. Jake has posted double the number of sentries along the wall. I sure hope they figure out what it is pretty soon.
Oh, gosh, look at the clock. It’s almost time for the Council meeting to start. Think I’ll really pile the glitz on today—just to annoy Lady Batony.
Well, gotta fly. More later.
Kandide