Within these pages will I freely admit that I am often times an instigator, twisting tales to suit my own self serving agenda. There was a time in the beginning that my conscience would be feel the remorseful pull of regret. Yet with passage of time brought about acceptance as well as justification. After all there are those that need a gentle push in the right direction in order to see things correctly. I consider such direction a valuable service to the addle minded. What transpired however last hand was without my guidance, I write about it now only to give relevant clarity.
I was late arriving back to the estate, due to some unforeseen problems at the Inn, an unfortunate yet common occurrence for any business owner. The burden of responsibly absorbed and rectified. I hadn't even been home an ahn before I was greeted with the arrival of the Builder. The scheduled dinner appointment a forgotten casualty in my hectic day. I chastise myself for being so careless, crumb was later punished for neglecting to voice the reminder. Stupid slut.
The drinks were served up as I played the part of the graciously exhausted hostess. I continued to chastise myself yet would offer up no excuses concerning the lack of prepared food. I found him charming despite his empty stomach, I enjoyed his company, I also admire the pride he exhibits in his Caste. I find that to be a very admirable trait. His families growing power is defiantly worth mentioning.
I only hope our relationship wasn't tarnished with the unexpected, unwelcome arrival of Rowan. If I had it to do all over again I wouldn't have answered the door, yet I doubt it would have mattered. He arrival surprised me. The show of respect offered him, due only based on his position and gender, for he does wield power over me considering the fact he is the 'Garden District Magistrate" in essence the overseeing landlord of my bakery. It is a relationship that I have made no efforts to maintain socially. The vivid reminder, came back ten folds upon his arrival to the estate, the exchange of words anything but pleasant as he hurled the accusations at me. The recent placement of the new guards at the front gate seemed to be the catalyst to the heated exchange.I tried to remain calm in my explanation concerning the changes I made, yet when he casually mentioned that Taimh left Tynan in the City under the care of Niro's my resolve shattered like broken glass.The brunt of my pent up worry and frustration released in full force as he set about questioning my parenting skills in conjunction with the ultimatum he set forth concerning returning the estate to its original condition. Typical reminder of the internal pecking order.
I remain upset at myself that I allowed my emotions to get the best of me, especially in front of Dimitri. The line in the sand between us openly established, my pride not allowing me the space to back down to him, business is one thing, yet to make it personal strikes a cord within me I can not silently abide.All of the locks have been changed, posted guards remain, however it isn't about the estate anymore.
Truth be told I could care less about the property, yet I will give him the satisfaction of beingintimidated by his invalid threats, nor will I openly defy him in a public challenge.Avoidance is the path I shall pursue.As it stands now Rowan shall receive the same treatment I bestow upon most political officials, parameters in keeping with the cultivation of exotic herbs, feed em plenty of shit and keep em in the dark.
I wasted no time in arriving at the Central Cylinder to collect Tynan. Small scroll left for Niro's expressing my sincere apperception for the care he showed my son, along with some coin to cover any expenses that may have incurred.Shortly after Rowan's departure, I dispatched a scroll to Port Kar notifying my father of both Seth's and Tynan's impending arrival. I am well aware that to some the location would fall under harsh scrutiny, yet it is a decision that I don't enter lightly, I am confident that no harm will come to either of them under my fathers ruthless eye. In light of everything that has recently transpired a change of venue is in order for them both. The thought one I had explored before Taimh's departure. It will be good for them to spend time together, I only hope that my fathers questionable health remains in tact.Once their safety was no longer a source of concern did I venture to the City square to remove the recently hung parchments concerning my need for trackers. The events of what transpired concerning Taimh and Nia's departure remains a mystery, one that no longer holds any bearing on me now that I have regained custody on our son. I hope their time away is long.
I am pleased to record that my bakery along with the Inn have begun to net considerable profits. I close on a positive note as I need to send off a scroll to the new proprietor of the "Kalda Cafe" According to the posted announcement a woman has been named the new Owner. I am curious to make her acquaintance.
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