The writing on this page seems to have been made with a frantic hand.
Dear diary I wonder what I have done to receive such punishment, I was kidnapped led into a trap I very well was aware of. Warned by an old man of indignation... that this would come to pass. However I could not allow harm to come to my comrades, so I humbled myself and with pure humiliation, I was beaten. Strike after strike, she continued to ask for an apology. Harlyn is not one for forgiveness, she has angered a merciful soul. My merciful soul... this will not go without revenge. I don't care if I am acting like my Father right now... I've suffered enough to the point where something must be done. The pain... oh the pain.
The blood that was spilt before my eyes... my comrades.. they came, when they should have not. I hope they live, otherwise my suffering would have been in vain. I want to rise, but my body it is too weak. Aellwenn you fool, what have you gotten yourself into? Why did I not remain in Rohan without Father's knowledge? I wish I was more wise...
Though with age comes wisdom.
I need to sleep, yes sleep.
But I fear I will have horrible nightmares this eve.
