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Written By Reigna

Jan. 25, 2018, 1:46 a.m.(1/12/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Margerie

Disappointing for you, perhaps. You are the light of House Keaton and we will keep you as long as possible. No matter how much I think that you could remind Duke Telmar how beautiful life can be.

Written By Reigna

Jan. 19, 2018, 12:06 a.m.(12/28/1007 AR)

Today was hard. For a number of reasons I do not feel comfortable making about me. So instead I want to think about one of the best parts of my day.

The table was laden with food as it so often is, and sitting at that table was my family. Familiar faces, beloved, some new, some old. But mine. My family. My friends. We spoke of things both serious and silly. And as we all sat there, I was struck. Lady Jael holding Aeryn, Lady Margerie teasing Sir Norwood. Kael and Duke Cristoph bantering, Lady Veronica brandishing her fork... Family. It struck me so intensely, this feeling of camaraderie. Of purpose. I love these people.

I give thanks to the gods for moments like these. Moments of clarity and gratitude for the life I have.

Written By Reigna

Jan. 17, 2018, 3:59 p.m.(12/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Kael

I have come to understand that my dear husband possesses some incredible protective barrier that blocks any and all of my attempts to hit him with my staff. I do not have a reciprocal shield. Despite being close to the width of a handsomely muscled barn door he also possesses the speed of one of our hounds. This is getting embarrassing. The only time I managed to score a glancing blow was when he was standing on one foot, flapping his arms to make Aeryn laugh. Clearly I need to sacrifice some of my reading time to more physical pursuits.

Written By Reigna

Jan. 17, 2018, 3:59 p.m.(12/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Kael

I have come to understand that my dear husband possesses some incredible protective barrier that blocks any and all of my attempts to hit him with my staff. I do not have a reciprocal shield. Despite being close to the width of a handsomely muscled barn door he also possesses the speed of one of our hounds. This is getting embarrassing. The only time I managed to score a glancing blow was when he was standing on one foot, flapping his arms to make Aeryn laugh. Clearly I need to sacrifice some of my reading time to more physical pursuits.

Written By Reigna

Jan. 11, 2018, 11:31 p.m.(12/13/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Alis

Power Personified, not to mention an incredible friend

Written By Reigna

Jan. 10, 2018, 2:54 p.m.(12/9/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Kael

It seems I was wrong, and my husband DOES want to do battle with me! Perhaps I should throw a 'Teach Reigna how to hit things' Party! I could supply treats for all those willing to put in the effort to stand around and laugh at my attempts? My birthday IS coming up... Kael, take notes!

Written By Reigna

Jan. 10, 2018, 2:42 p.m.(12/9/1007 AR)

I am delighted that so many people are willing to let me whack at them with my feeble arms! Is this love? I think it is.

Written By Reigna

Jan. 10, 2018, 1:11 a.m.(12/8/1007 AR)

I need a sparring partner. I keep meaning to train with Kael, but the thought of attacking him, or even trying to distresses me. It is not that I have any belief that I would actually be able to hurt him. It is just... what if I accidentally did? And if he hurt me I think he'd be cross for days. So. With that, I need a sparring partner.

Who wants me to hit them with a stick?

Written By Reigna

Jan. 6, 2018, 2:25 a.m.(11/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Shard

Blessed Aleksei has answered in part and pointed me in the direction of more information. I thank you for your words, though!

Written By Reigna

Jan. 5, 2018, 7:08 p.m.(11/28/1007 AR)

I met a woman in the Ambassador's Salon and it was... well, I am remembering through the haze of kacktus -- do you think that is how it is spelled, Scholar? Cacktus? That looks closer perhaps, anyway -- cacktus flower wine, but I remember that she wore robes and jewelry that were unlike anything I have ever seen. Her hair, I swear her hair had stars, and her eyes? She spoke of strange and wondrous things that in retrospect strain my credulity but in the moment seemed so possible. She was present and real and she took up space. Princess Isolde's fox sat in her lap and Oaken licked her hand. She touched my chin and whispered to me. So she was real. But she was more than that. There was an energy around her, something that, like the wine, warmed me through the center and filled me with the same joy I feel when I pray.

It was good meeting her. But I have so many questions.

Who is Prism?

Written By Reigna

Jan. 5, 2018, 6:06 p.m.(11/28/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Caelis

I am available for mid-wife meetings! I have another batch of teas for you to try and Marie and I have been working out a recipe for ginger biscuits to ease that all-day belly sickness. When I was carrying Aeryn I sometimes went days without being able to keep more than porridge down. The biscuits are crisp and light, and the ginger helps immensely. I will make sure a basket is delivered soon!

(Thank you, Princess Marian for the compliments! You are a great patient.)

Written By Reigna

Jan. 4, 2018, 12:26 p.m.(11/25/1007 AR)

Well that was enormously fun!

There were so many attending I could barely see the race from my place with all the pastries. Marie outdid herself with the baking -- they were both delicious and deliciously satisfying to fling, apparently. The runners looked like they had fun, and some even earned new nicknames -- I'm looking at you, Princess BerryBum! All in all we raised over a hundred and thirty thousand silver for the Lower Burroughs! It fills my heart to see what we can do when we all come together.

Thank you to Duke Cristoph Laurent, for the inspiration and drive. Thank you to Lord Corban Telmar for your spirit and energy and positivity. An thank you to my most wonderful husband, Count Kael Keaton -- thank you for everything.

Written By Reigna

Dec. 31, 2017, 7:49 p.m.(11/16/1007 AR)

I pick up my pen and I find... I have lost my words.

I feel hollowed out and empty and I cannot find my words. I cannot expunge this feeling in the sweep of black ink on a crisp page.

I am lost.

Written By Reigna

Dec. 30, 2017, 4:16 p.m.(11/14/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Aislin

Please... not you too. I -- my words are stolen, my heart hurts and I have to hang onto whatever silver chain of hope I have -- Please. Not you too.

Written By Reigna

Dec. 29, 2017, 4:54 p.m.(11/12/1007 AR)

Apparently, there are mermaids! Unicorns, dragons and mermaids. So much wonder, so much to understand and experience and see. I hope I get a chance to meet them. To see them. To understand. That is something that has always been with me. This desire to understand, to experience. Is that not what life is all about?

Written By Reigna

Dec. 28, 2017, 1:57 p.m.(11/10/1007 AR)

To no one in particular:

A bully is someone who throws their weight around in an effort to make another feel small and powerless.

A person who draws a line in the sand, gives notice of intent should that line be crossed, and then follows through, is not a bully.

Just my perspective.

Written By Reigna

Dec. 26, 2017, 1:29 p.m.(11/5/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Logan

I feel sorry for anyone that cannot see how honorable, pure and devoted the Lady Khanne is to the betterment of all of the North, Arx and the Compact as a whole. I have not had the opportunity to meet the Duke of Halfshav, but I trust Lady Khanne implicitly in all things. A better friend I have never had. I have complete faith in her. To those seeking to diminish her, her name, or her honor, you will have to cross Keaton to do so.

Written By Reigna

Dec. 22, 2017, 2:13 a.m.(10/25/1007 AR)

Relationship Note on Killian

I am still awake. It has been 42 hours since I have slept. I have fought to keep Princess Marian Redrain alive. Goodman Aksel. Sparte Fatchforth. I have assisted in surgery, stitched wounds, packed them, smeared salve, cut away necrotic tissue, watched wounds be cleansed with holy water and holy fire. I have avoided inhaling haze as it dulled the pain of the patient. I have been wrist deep in blood for hours.

And in this time... a man I met in the House of Solace as I was healing him... a man I only just discovered was blood family... a man I had drinks with in the Ambassador just yesterday... he is gone. I cannot imagine the pain House Ashford must feel. I feel, in a sense, I am not justified in feeling this loss so sharply. Afterall, I only just really got to know him yesterday.

Yesterday he was smiling. He was warm. He was... a hero. I looked at him and I saw every dream I had as a child. He had purpose, he had faith. Family. He was brave.

To you, cousin. May we know each other better on the next turn of the wheel.

Written By Reigna

Dec. 21, 2017, 10:52 p.m.(10/24/1007 AR)

I have not slept in over forty hours and my eyes are bleary, hardly able to read these words. I have been working with a number of remarkable healers, mercy and physician alike. I assisted Lady Eirene Malvici in surgery on Princess Marian and it was... there is always more to learn, and the Lady Malvici is a font of knowledge.

I feel like everything I thought was the world was simply an illusion writ on onion skin and there is so much more to know, to understand and to see. I have all of these puzzle pieces and I just cannot yet figure out how it all fits together.

I am tired.

My tormentor has been dealt with. I have not the energy yet to even feel relief. I feel...

Tired.

Written By Reigna

Dec. 20, 2017, 10:41 p.m.(10/22/1007 AR)

I had a wonderful evening last night, spending time with my cousins, Lady Aislin Ashford and Lord Killian Ashford. Getting to know them is something that I have been very excited to do, and they absolutely lived up to my expectations and then some. My father is an Ashford, through and through and I have only really seen him a handful of times in my life. He is so frequently out there, experiencing, learning, knowing.

I feel a definite kinship with them, and I feel as if getting to know them, I am getting to know those parts of myself that always seemed so strange, foreign. That connection... it is family, and I really hope that I have more chances to spend time with them. They are coming to Keaton Hall for dinner, and going to bring Lady Olivia. I -- Oh, I am being summoned to the House of Solace, Princess Marian has been hurt -- we can end here, Kyle, thank you ---

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