Arah Abu 6
I made it! Khariss made it! They made us wait two days, but the other two girls are being married off to bishops. Good for them! They’re of low birth, so naturally they’re thrilled, even though the bishops already have grey in their hair. Khariss told me that’s how her mother married her father. Her mother is quite young, and as much younger than Bishop Abianes as these girls are than the men they’ll be marrying tomorrow. I still don’t understand why her father seems embarrassed about her mother; sure she was of low birth, but she was almost a Singer of Janal!
I’ve changed my mind about who I want to marry. I understand why Khariss just wants a good man; that’s all I’d want if my father was a man like Abianes. Funny how she talks about what a great man he is, as if he was a good man! Ugh! My father is a good man and a great king. That’s the kind of man I want to marry, someone who is good and wise but also handsome. And young. And good with his sword, or at least a good horse rider. I don’t want to marry a bishop. Khariss really needs to pay more attention to details about the men she likes if she wants to survive court politics.
(Another sentence was started, but clearly something distracted her and Eilina’s next thought was never completed. That might have actually been a good thing…)