Fifty-Seven

I was five and a half now, and war had erupted around us. We we're currently supporting Casmire and Spades against the Sylvea Dynasty, and it's going well for us. Adding to it we've found a new way to shorten Mana usage when casting! Well, not really 'new' we've considered it for a while but only now found a way to do it. Now we can contract spirits! My idle rummaging through light novels on commutes to and from school had a lot to do with it. Anyways you can currently only saw Mana with fire spells, the most common right now but I was hoping I could figure out key wording to summon more types soon... Anyways for now we're in war! Spades is actively holding their front while Casmire was forcing their way through to their capital. At this rate the war will end in another month or so.

Mom and Luther- sorry 'dad' got married, and mom is expecting a baby in another five months (Don't wanna think about it-) and hoping the baby would be a male successor for the Nightshade family. I hoped for that to be the case too. Anyways mom was searching almost desperately to find a counteractor for the poison I had absorbed, at least until a month ago when I found I could generate a spark with my fingers. It's weak, but I have been rapidly recovering since then, the only difference is I've started to cough, and I don't know why. Anyways~ as of now I am sifting through documents in my office. Dad ugh, step-dad is better for my sanity, and mom usually leave the castle by late midday and go to his estate. I did not stay there. It wasn't because they didn't want me to, it's simply because I am technically a princess and since mom remarried she no longer is one, but I am. I cannot leave the castle now, and am monitored constantly by Cross, who was getting more and more annoying. When mom moved out he ended up taking her adjoining room to be close to me, but most nights I catch him awake leaning against my door and listening. I don't understand when he sleeps, and he always replies with the same phrase, "It's my job to protect you my Princess." I hate it. I HATE IT! I don't want to be a Princess! WHY AM I A PRINCESS? WHO'S GREAT IDEA IS THIS HUH? WHO'S? TO THE GOD THAT DID THIS- I hate you. I DONT WANNA BE A PRINCESS! Ok rant over back to life.