The Journal of Lee Edwards (Entry 5)
Last night went as well as I could have hoped. Had a few drinks, found a girl, charmed her back to my bed, and spent the night actively not thinking about Charlotte.
I didn’t catch her name. She was a pretty enough girl, though - a fairy, with purple wings that sparkled turquoise in the light. Brown hair, brown eyes, very cheerful (as I would expect a fairy to be) and an all-around good night. She was gone when I woke up, which is a relief - I wasn’t sure I could deal with kicking her out in the morning.
Also worthy of noting: The bartender’s a werewolf, like me. Could smell it on him immediately. We introduced ourselves - he’s called Nathan Burrsack. He intrigued me - I hope to befriend him. Maybe he’ll have more information for me about the Empire’s movements through Ric City. Maybe he’ll also know the best, safest place to shift when the full moon comes...
Unfortunately, I then had to go to work. Being at the castle, of course, only made me revert to thinking about Charlotte as I’m supposed to be avoiding. The other servants seemed kind enough, particularly the one who was responsible for my orientation. She showed me around, told me about the tasks of a servant - the usual, everything I would have expected. It’ll take some time for me to get to know the castle, but I hope to soon know every nook and cranny.
That is, after all, one of my tasks. They are especially hoping that I’ll find secret passageways or escape routes. Given that the place was initially built to protect the borders of the Empire, it makes sense for there to be secret escape routes to get the Queen and her father out quickly if the need arises. I’m supposed to look for those escape routes so that the rebellion can make use of that information - whatever that means.
I’m torn, though. I know it’s necessary, I know it’s my job to find this information and infiltrate the castle...but at the same time, my feelings for the Queen have me feeling opposed to it. I couldn’t bear to let anything happen to her, yet I know she was placed here as an obstacle against the Empress of Tomorrow, and if the rebellion is to take over the Empire, Charlotte will likely have to die...I can hardly bear the thought.
Perhaps I’m in too deep. Maybe I’m not the right person for this job. My feelings for the Queen may cloud my judgement, may lead me to compromise the mission...I’d hate to be the reason that the rebellion fails. At this point, I have half a mind to write Stevens myself and let him know what’s happened. Would the rebellion be able to trust me again, though? I still want to take down the Emperor, I just don’t think I can handle this job against Queen Charlotte...
I’m going to need some time to think this over. I’m writing this to you on my lunch break, which I decided to take back in the comfort of my home for the sole purpose of writing this journal entry. There must be another way to help the rebellion without working against Charlotte like this, I simply must figure it out...
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