If there is one thing that I have learned since returning home, it is that Bree is still affectionately Bree. I'm not sure if I actually expected much change in the town itself, but had only hoped my time spent in Gondor would bring something out in myself. Something I could be proud of. Something my Father could be proud of. Though that is not the case, and Bree still Bree, I have found myself in a much different situation than that of locking myself away for endless hours with my books. I am currently serving that of Lady Aellwenn and House Estellin. I will admit my intentions at first were...that of the heart, and not of the mind, that has recently changed. My relationship with the Lady and House will from now on be strictly of business, and if I had any sense about me when this all started, it would have been that way from day one.
Even though my heart is heavy now, I will take these previous days as another learning experience. I have found myself in some ways. And while the town of Bree still terrifies me at every turn, I won't allow myself to be treated like a rug beneath feet anymore. I grow tired of being treated like a child with the mind of a man. I will hold my head high and continue with my life as it has always been planned, in the hopes that one day I can let my guard down again.
I can only hope that I will still have something to provide to the House. To this day I have still not held a blade, or even considered it for that matter. It is not my strength I wish to offer them, but my mind. And with all that has been happening recently, I think it's time they will come to realize that knowledge truly is a mightier weapon than any blade forged.
