Feb 25, 2008 23:35
[Transcribed, with yet more crying as the lovely background noise of the week. The journal is left open on the table and recording as it usually is. Only this morning it is not on Idike's table, per se, and there is more than just quiet little activities bypassing recordings.]
[Lying in what she had believed was her bed, originally to rest her eyes for only a moment.]
L-Lui...! What are you doing in a maiden's bed chambers, uninvited! [Dulled 'poomf' sound of a pillow coming down, spelling impending suffocation for Lui. At least before Idike herself dies first of embarrassment.]
Wait a moment, this is much too tidy to be my room.
W-Wilhelm?!
prince ludwig,
princess idike,
wilhelm