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I don't like to work at all right now. I mean, I couldn't stand it before all this happened either, but now I'm just so distracted, always thinking about how we could ever step up to Weiler and all those Insomida Guards and tell everyone in town what they have done (and what they're still doing), but right now we would probably just be wiped away like we were some crazy people, making up bedtime stories to get attention. We can't even go directly to the king, I'm sure either he'd think that we're crazy as well, or we'd not even be able to get to talk to him at all, since I can't even give him a package that is addressed to him personally. So, all I can do right now is deliver letter by letter and package by package and watch how time passes.
I don't even know what sense it would make to imprison people and then let them go away again. Just for their entertainment? That must be some bad joke then. I have never seen Tartek so angry like he was today. Always mumbling something, giving orders in an unfriendly way, always falling back to his military reflexes, which he usually only does when he's really absent minded. On top of that, it rained the whole day, so all my clothes were soaked when I got home at night... But since I was so distracted all the time, I hadn't even noticed that I felt cold up until I felt the warmth of our house. Hm... We need someone who can get to the king, someone who the king will listen to, and someone who is on our side... That probably would be the king himself, although I'm not so sure about the latter... I've been sitting here too long already, maybe I should just go to bed and continue reading. Or talk to Carana about it. Maybe she has an idea. |
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