I have decided, after reading a little of my mother's journals, that I too will keep a journal. It is, if for no other reason, to think each day through. I have been in SeaCrest for three days now. As the new Baroness of SeaCrest, I stand with mixed emotions. I find my mind busy with the task ahead but my emotions struggling to find sense in this direction my life has taken. I know how to kill demons, to survive when resources are nothing, to bathe in the glory of angels from the light, and to conquer the things unseen in the shadows but I have no training on being a Baroness and gaining the respect of the people who will look to me for protection and justice and generosity. I have only recently learned how to smile.
I have observed the last two days, the ways of the people in a normal day and it is not hard to see that they are survivors of the toughest fiber. I only hope they will come to trust me...and I them.
The days are growing longer and the sun warms us a bit longer as we work. It was not hard to find many who wish to see SeaCrest resurrected and work is moving faster than I expected. Thanks to Aly and the Royals, I was able to offer a fair wage to those willing to help rebuild her. Though with the craftsmanship that I am observing, they rebuild her for more than wages, but from something much deeper. Perhaps the love they held for my parents.
I miss my father so much.
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