Ro has left. Gone to help at some farmstead. He won't be back for months. I was sad to see him go. But it's good. Easier.
With everything that is about to happen having the house to myself and being left alone when I'm not training or working should make me happy.
It doesn't.
He's been gone a few days and already I miss his off-key singing and his bland overcooked stew and his stupid puns.
Hugged me and told me to be careful with myself. I said I'd try. I lied. It will be all or nothing when the time comes.
This town... So many things are backwards. Makes me latch on to the few things that are as they should. Like him.
I miss home...
The spy keeps coming back for more payment. Shouldn't have turned to him. Know that now.
Nothing to do but keep paying for now. He is fair enough to provide some information for what he's given.
Something to work with if things don't go as planned.
Prepare. Prepare. Prepare.
Part of me hopes they never come. A child's hope. Naive and foolish.
But it's there.
Perhaps father has some kindness in him.
Maybe I could go back if he does.
Stupid to hope for...
