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Post by Marian Fitzwalter on Apr 9, 2009 15:32:27 GMT 1
I have not been in the castle for long and yet it is driving me mad. The laughter and fun from when I was here as a child has long gone, not that I expected it to stay after my father was removed as Sheriff. I still manage to get some freedom at times, the guard's are not the most brighest of guards. Easily distracted and easily bribed. My father is gradually getting worse and I fear for him. I wish he could be allowed to leave and get better, the castle is no help to his health. I do what I can, but I am worried it is not enough. I miss Robin. I hardly see him now, it is far too dangerous and I would hate to risk his life. Being in the castle makes it harder for him to speak to me, but I still try. I will not give up on him. I just hope he will not give up on me.
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