A watchful presence

Three years. Three years I have worked as a guard for Illiana, as a guardian for her wellbeing, and her happiness. I don't like seeing her troubled in this way. It's frustrating, I want to help, but there are boundaries. Hallen doesn't see how greatly her mother cares for her, the love and friendship she offers. She is too taken up with herself and her secrets. 

I saw Hallen, at the Gathetes. I don't know exactly what she was doing, because she managed to evade me. That she can read minds is a challenge, which I'm not yet sure how to overcome. I tried to catch her but she always managed to move out of my sight. I don't know what story she told her mother, but it was most likely untruthful. She can't have been doing anything good, or she wouldn't have been so secretive. And the joy on her face was not that of some one going about their business. I have never been in love, I am too dedicated to my job, but I can recognize the signs in others. After all, my job is to watch.

Right now, that's all I'm doing. I'm patrolling the corridors on the ground floor, in Illiana's wing of the castle. I only ever work on the lower levels because of my affinity for earth. I'm thinking about this because Illiana stormed past a minute ago, I could see she was angry and upset despite her restrained demeanor.

"M'lady! Are you okay?"

"Yes, thank you Addie. I would like to be left alone. Please insure there are no interruptions or visitors to my room."

"Yes, of course. If I can get you anything?..."

"No, no, thank you. Goodnight."


I hope that Hallen is careful, I'm worried about her. Whatever she's hiding, there must be a reason for it. But I only watch her when she leaves the castle, when I'm here I guard Illiana. I wish there was something I could do, for either or both of them.

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