My daughter has arrived, 1 1/2 stones, 17 horts. She had inherited the best aspects from both of us; Kain’s intoxicating blue eyes and my fair complexion, as well as a tuft of red hair. She doesn’t seem to have his temper either, which I suspect is a good thing, but I can’t help but wonder if I did the right thing in taking her away from him. I tell myself I had no choice, that I am only trying to protect her innocence, but truth be told, I would have to admit that I was trying to protect my own as well. How could I allow her to live in his world, having had a taste of it myself?
I still love him. I will always love him, but love does not always a relationship make. At least not a good relationship.
So I shall continue on, keeping all at bay in hopes of keeping my daughter safe. I shall reside in Schendi, and soon I will find a house for us.
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