Tiæjk La’Dhroo ab Jujnis, 2997
I’m afraid I’ve accidentally broken Kimaris’s heart. At breakfast, I came down the stairs and found Achmath in the Inn! All manners and conduct left as I ran to him and wrapped my arms about him, kissing his face. Heavens! It was so good to see him! He happened to be in Ruebis on business and had thought about calling on my family about my whereabouts. But luck certainly was on our side.
When I did bid him farewell, I rejoined the others as they ate breakfast. Kimaris then began to question who my friend was. Unable to hide my embarrassment for my display of affection, I tried to brush it aside that Achmath was nothing more than a friend. The boy then sat down on the floor with his back to me.
Daevri then sat down next to Kimaris as I worked at my food. For a moment I thought the Human would have done good, for he had returned the stolen items. When I returned to my room this morning, Daevri was still there, but nothing remained of the armor and weapons from last night. I thanked him for his care and he left after Bordel barged in. The Cleric is looking extremely old today! I might not have recognized him if it weren’t for the mustache and the same long johns that he was in.
Anyways, I had thought Daevri a more decent person when I caught him suggesting to Kimaris that he get revenge on me for breaking his heart. “Ya know. A dagger is a great way to ease your pain and make her, or that man she was kissing, feel your suffering. Actually, you could kill two birds with one stone if you just taught the man a lesson.”
I stood swiftly and left the table without another word. I would have chastised him- I probably should have- but with my record on speaking out, it certainly would have ended with shame. Besides, escaping to my room to write has given me time to think. In away, Daevri’s words spurred inspiration. I’m angry with him still, but was it wrong for me to have enjoyed Achmath once more? I might have hurt Kimaris, but I hadn’t known. Yet that also brought something important to mind. My former boyfriend is mortal. I’ve never felt so detached from him as I do now. Achmath’s parting words are nothing more than haunting, “I’ll be waiting once you’re ready to come home.”
That’s what I so desperately want: home! But no longer is my future to be painted with Achmath. I can only hope he will give me up too.
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Achmath Eloirakn
132 Locturn Lane, District 2
Lythmeir, Taek-Torpaq
Dear Achmath,
I must apologize for the contents of this letter, but I must beg of you to forget about me. I fear I’ve been called to a higher purpose in which I doubt I will be able to pull away from it. If I had a choice, I would abandon it, forsake it, however circumstances suggest otherwise. Might you forgive me one day. Until then, I wish you all the best. May you find happiness once more for you, of all people, deserve it.
~Malaney
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