Hah... Guess I am sort of alone now other than having Ghost around with me. Here's what happened.
Of course, earlier, there was this sort of near-fight happening that I got involved with. Supposedly, this one masked man was being stupid of trying to pick a fight with a Watcher, who soon introduced himself to me as Adalbart as soon as things cleared up. But let me get to the part where I say that I am alone.
I eventually met Bryn and this man named Conrob. It started out as harmless talk, catching up on what felt like forever. It was nice, I have to admit that. Though, that was when Raven had acted so peculiar towards me. It was when I had said my last... Well, former last name that had set it off. Conrob had asked about me, which I, of course, was glad to answer.
To my surprise, Raven had said something of... Well, Gold disowning a son recently. I was shocked. My mind raced of trying to figure out who it was. Was it Saqr? Though Saqr had a family of his own. Or was it...? Anyways, he went on to the son disobeying him. He called the "son" troubled due to the past. Along the lines was that of the "son" ran off and away without telling him. It was then that I realized that it was me. I was the "son" that was disowned.
My mind felt like it was going through things as fast as the fastest horse can go. Conrob and Bryn did not pick up on it. Though... I think Bryn did... But... In my mind, my recent travel was with Morohir, where I picked up on things to get stronger so I could protect those that I cared about more. And as far as I know, Morohir is friend of the family. It wasn't like I had gone off to my death.
One thing that set me off even more was that when Raven emphasized on me pushing away my parent. I did not push Gold away at all. I enjoyed the time where I could spend at the estate of reading books, pushing my knowledge to its limits. In a way, I did depend on him due to what happened in the past. He helped me grow.
The conversation pressed on as they had talked about Inga, the one I presumed to be that was Raven's daughter that he had told me about before. I eventually watched as Bryn went away, soon followed by Conrob. It was one thing for me to be hurt, especially from what I have been told the hard way. But Bryn..? A person that was really kind?
Saying what I could manage to say to Raven, I made my way to the two that had gone to the kitchen, followed by Aeru. Heh... Aeru... Another person who had been kind as well. Anyways, I gathered what courage that I could to apologize to the two for what had happened. I felt like it was my fault that things had escalated the way they did, to cause some heartbreak. Through tears, I told her that I would be fine.
After a while, I moved away with Ghost, faithful companion. Away from where I had once called home. Away from... Away from the family that took me in, away from the lover that I had who would soon go to battle and may never come back. I found a house to myself now, barely settling in. Won't say where just yet. I'm not a Fenflower... I'm not an Umaarah anymore. Maybe I should take up Aeru's advice of not even having a surname. Yes... Just Dryn...
(The bottom of the journal page had many drops of moisture onto it, as if tears had fallen on it.)
