The Feast of Anshen

Why are these Valdyans so, so, so incredibly ARROGANT!?!?!? Yes, yes, I know. I come from a pretty weird place. I wouldn’t go home if you gave me a pound of first-rate pearls. I know I was born here, in this country, and I’ve seen the King and met the…

Domestic Bliss

And just when I thought we couldn’t be happier… I made Aldan furious with me! Our house/workshop/shop was all finished, cleaned and we had lots of help from neighbours and friends from all over Selday to put in all the furniture. The workshop was in a fine state, my ingredients…

Bliss! (And Theatre)

Well… If this isn’t bliss, then I don’t know what bliss is! I woke up this morning with not just one, but two handsome young men in bed with me, and with me in the middle! Not that we had done anything but sleep, you know, but it was still…

Real Estate Magnates

Selday is fun! I’ve met this half-Iss-Peranian-half-Valdyan boy. But that comes later. Let me marshall my thoughts. So, we were waking up in the hay loft of the farm up the mountain, and I went into the kitchen after having washed (they have two sources of water here: one pumped…

First night in Selday

Written in a little farmer’s village on top of the white cliffs of Idanyas. It was quite a pleasant voyage, as far as we could tell. Of course, neither of us had ever been out to sea, but Cook and I were a good team, and he even asked me…

On the ship

It is very hard to write when swaying in a hammock, a hammock which now and then bumps into the next hammock, or into the partition wall. There are two hammocks in what is a little room without a door in the belly of the ship, one is mine, one…

Travel Diary of Khushi Cheraim, 4

Written in the bed of Commander Moyri of the Order of the Sworn in Essle, with as little light as I can possibly make to write by And I’m not alone in this bed. She is here, too, Moyri, I mean. Only now she’s fallen asleep I begin to realize…

Travel Diary of Khushi Cheraim, 3

Written in the house of Hylti and Arni, in broad daylight Well, I’ve found a way to give Aldan the bread he wants instead of pancakes. One night, after he had gone to sleep, I’ve made a sourdough starter with flour, water and spittle, and cradled it between my breasts…

Travel Diary of Khushi Cheraim, 2

They’re getting to know each other! Written in the house of Jeran, by the light of my own anea. This morning we left Turenay! We first went to Master Mernath’s workshop, to collect my sword and knife. He even had a sheath for me. Cynla’s girlfriend, Halla, was opening the…

Travel Diary of Khushi Cheraim, 1

She was surprised to be sent but it’s all for the best. For now, anyway.   Written in the hay loft of the school’s stables by the light of my own anea. Today I was truly set free! Before noon, a first-year told me Lady Rava, our principal, wanted to…