28th Blossom, 801

Happy. For the first time in my life, I am happy. Oh yes, there have been moments in my past when I believed myself to be happy, but they were but shadows compared to the shining radiance I feel in every fibre of my being. It is all due to Lia, of course. Beautiful, dear, passionate Lia, who amazement of amazements, loves me. Me. I can hardly believe my good fortune. I have never known physical love, Lark and I had barely kissed, chaste kisses, innocent and clandestine. I was unprepared for the explosion, the joy, the heat involved in this most intensely private act. The sense I got of melding, joining, surpassed bodies. It was as if our very souls had become one, and took flight to the heavens on wings undreamed. The crashing waves of pleasure...I have no words...There are no words to describe it. I am in love. After a suitable time, I plan to ask her to be my wife. I don't want to frighten her with my eagerness, and I could not possess her more than I do now, but to have her share my name, and my life, would bring me such peace. I am not sure how this wonderous thing has happened, I only know that I am so grateful.

Later

Though nothing could dampen my happiness, we have heard some disturbing news. Apparently there is a bounty on Jotork's head, 10,000 gold, I believe they said, although it could be 20. 5 travellers in pilgrim's robes have been inquiring about him around town. my first thought was to summarily dispatch the brigands, but both my lady and Sister Fara are set against the idea. I am sure the accursed Blackcloaks are behind this, but the word around town is that they are seeking a tatooed elf in connection with the sinking of a ship. In a way, I wish I were going to Bliss as a pilgrim, and that once there, I could throw in my lot with my lady and settle down and raise a family. That, even after Carlotta's pranks of today. She has learned to apperate, today taking the form of a small child and wreking havoc on the merchants where ever Lia and I went. Even so, her sweet little face made me soften and I couldn't stay angry at such a one for long. Dear little tyke.

I think I'll stop now, for there are more appealing things to do. My Lia, my lady, waits warm in bed.