Time flies.
It has been six months since I first fell in love with Alinor. Well, that's not quite right. It's been six months since she professed to having romantic inclinations toward me and I admitted to reciprocating those feelings. Six months since I was her first kiss and once she decided she rather liked the business of kissing, she embraced it as wholeheartedly as she does everything she's enthusiastic about.
We've had a lot of firsts since then. And I hope there will be more in the future. But more than that, I want to be her last, her only. And despite all my worries that she'll realize I'm just too broken, that her patience will finally crumble and she'll find someone with fewer issues, I still wake in the morning to find her head resting on my shoulder. When she's gone all day working on projects or searching for relics, she still comes back to me and recalls with great detail all the doings of her day. We have this routine that is comfortable, and she is not jealous or possessive of me or my time. But if I've been neglecting her I get that piercing stare until I apologize.
Sometimes I'm not sure what I even did wrong, I just apologize. I suppose Skruffy would declare me well trained.
And that leads me to other topics. Unbreakable has apparently disbanded, and Skruffy has decided to retire and take up blacksmithing in Ogrimmar. So I get to see him on occasion when I drop by. Ruckus now accompanies me with a small cohort, as does Adura. I can't begin to explain how estatic I am to be working with them again. Adura and I just have this rapport that hasn't faded in the slightest in the time we've been apart. She has a student now, another Forsaken named Aifhe.
My brother is my brother. To be honest, I see less of him these days. He's always flitting about somewhere. Outlands one day, Northrend the next. And asking him what he's up to? Might as well ask a stone what it's up to, you won't get an answer either way. At least, not one you can make any sense out of. And if you do get an answer at all, it startles you.
I haven't been fair to my father. I realize this now, and the more I think on it the more embarassed I am to admit he's right about some things. It was wrong of me to run off and join the Blood Knights without at least letting him know I was doing so. I still maintain that it was my decision, despite my age, and I would do so again in a heartbeat. But if I did have it to do all over, I think I'd do something to let him know I was ok and not dead somewhere.
And as much as it irritates me, his overwhelming concern is just something I'll have to get used to. After all, he's clearly not changing my mind about the things I've chosen to do. Also he's finally accepting that I'm marrying Alinor. Strangely enough, he came back home the other day humming something to himself and acting weird. He was smiling when he asked to talk to me and then told me he was happy I had the choice to marry, and would not face an arranged wedding at any point in my life.
Then he drifted up the stairs to the spire, still humming to himself.
Oh. Speaking of weddings, our is coming up in 3 months. I'm not even sure if I should worry about it. I have no idea what's involved with one.
We've had a lot of firsts since then. And I hope there will be more in the future. But more than that, I want to be her last, her only. And despite all my worries that she'll realize I'm just too broken, that her patience will finally crumble and she'll find someone with fewer issues, I still wake in the morning to find her head resting on my shoulder. When she's gone all day working on projects or searching for relics, she still comes back to me and recalls with great detail all the doings of her day. We have this routine that is comfortable, and she is not jealous or possessive of me or my time. But if I've been neglecting her I get that piercing stare until I apologize.
Sometimes I'm not sure what I even did wrong, I just apologize. I suppose Skruffy would declare me well trained.
And that leads me to other topics. Unbreakable has apparently disbanded, and Skruffy has decided to retire and take up blacksmithing in Ogrimmar. So I get to see him on occasion when I drop by. Ruckus now accompanies me with a small cohort, as does Adura. I can't begin to explain how estatic I am to be working with them again. Adura and I just have this rapport that hasn't faded in the slightest in the time we've been apart. She has a student now, another Forsaken named Aifhe.
My brother is my brother. To be honest, I see less of him these days. He's always flitting about somewhere. Outlands one day, Northrend the next. And asking him what he's up to? Might as well ask a stone what it's up to, you won't get an answer either way. At least, not one you can make any sense out of. And if you do get an answer at all, it startles you.
I haven't been fair to my father. I realize this now, and the more I think on it the more embarassed I am to admit he's right about some things. It was wrong of me to run off and join the Blood Knights without at least letting him know I was doing so. I still maintain that it was my decision, despite my age, and I would do so again in a heartbeat. But if I did have it to do all over, I think I'd do something to let him know I was ok and not dead somewhere.
And as much as it irritates me, his overwhelming concern is just something I'll have to get used to. After all, he's clearly not changing my mind about the things I've chosen to do. Also he's finally accepting that I'm marrying Alinor. Strangely enough, he came back home the other day humming something to himself and acting weird. He was smiling when he asked to talk to me and then told me he was happy I had the choice to marry, and would not face an arranged wedding at any point in my life.
Then he drifted up the stairs to the spire, still humming to himself.
Oh. Speaking of weddings, our is coming up in 3 months. I'm not even sure if I should worry about it. I have no idea what's involved with one.