We won the trial. Ichabod is safe.
And I’m still here.
I wasn’t supposed to be. I’m not supposed to be. This is a mistake.
I thought he was going to shout at me, but instead, he just…started crying. What was I supposed to do about that? I don’t know why it matters to him whether I go or stay. I don’t…could he…
You were going to protect them, remember?
He hugged me, after I promised to stay with them. It was— FUCK.
We headed off to meet Ichabod’s father. So far, the environment hasn’t been very hospitable.
Also, a bunch of tiny people are after the Knight for some reason. They think he’s an imposter or some shit. Who knows. One of them was apparently a decent fighter, but the other one was just stupid. We sent him off down the river. Probably won’t be seeing him again in a hurry.
What the fuck was I supposed to do? He was CRYING. I just wanted him to stop, not be upset anymore; I would have agreed to anything at that point—
I’ll have to try renegotiating. It was stupid to make that promise. Should have explained. Should have gotten him to see.
I don’t think he’d change his mind even if he knew. He said he’d always had good luck. He said that he’d balance me out. That he owed me-what the hell? That I had charm. That he was proud of me. And that he wanted me around.
I don’t know what’s going on
yes you do but there’s got to be a way to get out of it. What will you do if he dies? What will you do if any of them die? I can’t survive that again. But I don’t want to leave, either. Fuck.