Pfft~~~

When're we going back into town, Tidus? I miss it.

... wonder when the soldiers are coming back.

So I steal away disappear for a little while, and this place completely changes on me.

Interesting.

So...

How's it going?

I'll have to check all the old spots~

So the Prince What’s-His-Name and Her Highness Ilyssa are getting married? I’m so slow on the news around here! You’d think I’d have heard it in the market or something with all the moving around I do. But no. Maybe I should actually start talking to some people, huh? Well anyway, it’s still so romantic! Two political leaders, falling in love in ( Read more... )

Spring... It's nice. But it also means a fair amount of undesirables are lurking the streets this time of year.

I'm surprised the Church has withstood this indecent blasphemy. Broken morals everywhere, sin behind every corner... Where are the pious? The meek? I don't see any.

Something should be done about this...

I'm very sorry to announce that the current heirs to the East Narborough Trading Company, my eldest sister Chardonnay and her husband Clovis, have recently passed away of mysterious circumstances. The House of Tonnerre suspects foul play, but it is to be expected. Being heir to one of the largest and wealthiest companies surely entitles a bit of ( Read more... )

Ugh, I hate walking home, but...

God, there's this creepy old guy following me! Maybe if I turn here, I'll throw him off--

[ Meru's just walking home from another day of work. Pretend it's nighttime, k, kids? :D ]

My, my. Between St. Sadie's and the wedding announcement, there's so much love in the air. Is that really what you call love, anyway? It all seems rather stilted, thanks to either hormones or politics, to me--but then, I'm not really in a position to talk, am I? I never have professed to have much use for the sentiment myself ( Read more... )

It is a pleasure to announce that I, Queen Ilyssa, and your Prince Jephry are to be married. A date is yet to be set.

We would like to ask for your support as a people and pray you will attend the royal wedding when it occurs.

Somehow I thought it'd be more romantic than this.

So I'm assuming it's safe to be seen in the streets now, without running the risk of some slighted young thing attaching herself to me in lieu of someone else to whimper at ( Read more... )

St. Sadie's was such a deplorable festival. Commoners everywhere, all festering in the streets like maggots. All that ridiculous drinking and laughing, and then the lack of clothing that ensues in the nighttime in dark alleys when they think no one has been watching.

I trust a few knights received the occasion to rid themselves of that cumbersome ( Read more... )