I knew life was too peaceful. When things are peaceful for too long, it creates stable grounds to breed strife.
I hired a young woman called Eira as staff at the Inn. She is thriving at the job, oerhaps a bit too much. I think I may teach hew to spin and weave. It may help her slow down.
She ran away. Shortly after another long term guest professed his feelings to her. I came into the Inn to find him shoved in the corner of the Inn sobbing, clutxhing onto a letter and dress. Poor man.
She has returned, thankfully. Though not in perfect condition. She was wounded. Poor girl...
It fills me with a giddy delight to watch others fall in love.
My own relationship is thriving. We love each other more every day. I am more comfortable now with the thougut of comitting myself to one man. It still scares me, I won't lie... But I call Dem my husband with no hesitation we never had a ceremony or anything!
My entire family uprooted and moved here.
I fell off a ladder and dislocated my arm today, hurting pains me. I'll come back to this after some rest.
But I am unsettled. I can feel something foul brewing, but I have gotten no vissions or words to formulate what I am feeling. Just... Unsettled.
