So I've dreamed of Uvall on several occasions. the dreams vary, but i can never remember them. i know they make me very afraid, and i find it difficult to go to sleep. Ive taken to having a lot of opium at night, injected.
A knows about my black magic interest now. he grabbed my wrists and swore and yelled, said he'd give me a thrashing if only he knew me better. i confess, i nearly screamed, such spontaneous violence is unexpected from him, but my interest continues unabated. he's handsome, and even if he screams like that, from him... i dont think i would leave.
foolish, yes. but its rare i get so intrigued in a person.
Some woman, some lords widow decided to insult me in the town square. She insulted me in full view of everyone, Called me a child and tried waving me off, saying " oh, i think she protests too much" when i said that she should know better. Worse still, K sided with her. he said that he told her to act civil, but I'd rather an apology. i know i had done no wrong, And that she was. and yet. nothing. i do admit, im actually quite hurt.
no matter. If Uvall stays to his word, if i see him again, i'll ask him about the potential to... teach her some manners. someone has to.
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