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Written By Juliana

May 24, 2017, 4:30 p.m.(7/9/1006 AR)

I had a marvelous encounter with my cousin Nicia, a valiant Dame, Leta Broadbent and Prince Antonio, a dashing and newly elevated admiral. I keep hoping that the stories I send to Sebastian will hasten his arrival to Arx. While I like to think of myself as a complete person, independent and all, there is just something about being a twin. When he is far away I can feel it, all of the time, like an ache or an itch, unceasing. If we are in the same town or city I can go days without seeing him and be fine. But when the miles that separate us number in the hundreds... I yearn.

Is that a strange thing, or is it normal? Either way, I love the cretin.

Perhaps I should throw a party to see if I can't ease this gnawing feeling.

Written By Juliana

May 24, 2017, 4:25 p.m.(7/9/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Nicia

Fret not, darling cousin, I have something in mind for you. It will take me a little while to put it all together, but soon enough we shall have you in a frock that will have all the jaws dropping. You are so very lovely.

Also, and this really should have been the first thing I said -- I am so very glad to see you again too. Some of my fondest memories of childhood were the games we used to play.

Written By Juliana

May 22, 2017, 7:51 p.m.(7/6/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Nicia

Cousin and childhood playmate

Written By Juliana

May 22, 2017, 7:50 p.m.(7/6/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Belladonna

Cousin I've tried to emulate

Written By Juliana

May 22, 2017, 7:49 p.m.(7/6/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Abbas

Inspiring Older Brother

Written By Juliana

May 22, 2017, 10:11 a.m.(7/5/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Abbas

After a lifetime of stories, of seeing the longing in the eyes of my mother, I finally met her first born son. Brother. Oh, how that sends a shiver down my spine! I finally met my elder brother (The younger one I've known all my life, naturally). I am not sure there is a word grand enough for the feeling of being in his presence. He is so large -- physically he is taller than me by a bit, built as a warrior, of course, but he projects himself into a much larger space than all that. He is simply *there* in a way that I have not be able to put word to. I am gushing. But it is hard not to. Family is everything. I must write mother to let her know that I have finally begun to close the circle. Abbas spoke of Fatima and I can only hope with all I am that I one day soon get to meet her as well. I am also writing Sebastian to hurry him to Arx so that he too can meet our elder siblings. Coming to Arx was the best decision I could have made.

Written By Juliana

May 20, 2017, 12:29 p.m.(7/1/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Duarte

He called me a *bear*. A bloody BEAR! How am I ursine, pray tell? I am neither fat nor hirsute, nor particularly muscled. I think I am insulted. Hrmph. A bear.

Written By Juliana

May 19, 2017, 11:41 a.m.(6/27/1006 AR)

Relationship Note on Vanora

Ask and ye shall receive, dear cousin! I would be positively thrilled to go shopping with you. In fact, now that I picture your palette, I recall glorious res hair and gorgeous green eyes. I am already envisioning just the look that would be perfect for you. I shall get my seamstress set to work immediately on my creative vision. You will be stunning! That is, of course, if you trust me, cousin?

Written By Juliana

May 18, 2017, 8:27 p.m.(6/26/1006 AR)

Feathers. Yes, the next coming trend is definitely going to be feathers. There was a woman of Redrain on the ship I took to Arx, and she had this amazing headdress of feathers and chainmail. I thought it was appallingly fabulous and I asked her what she'd want for it. She was flattered I'd noticed, of course she was, poor dear, living in such frigid and hostile climes, and yet, see? Even in the Northlands amidst the snow and bears, there goes a daring, fashionable soul. It quite cheered me up to see it, missing my Sebastian as I am. I hate being away from my brother. As awful as he might be from time to time, there is a steadfast reliability in his sheer perversity. I'm sure he'll love me saying this here, but it is truth. He was supposed to accompany me to Arx and yet at the last minute he changed his mind. Well. I, for one, am ready to be embraced by the arms of civilization. No more backwater and tidal villages where not a single soul understands the difference between cendal and samite!

So, in honor of that nameless lady with the chainmail and feathers, I declare, upon my arrival, the next must-have accessory shall be feathers.

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