I meant to write this recently but I have forgotten to. Anyways, despite of a certain person, a few days ago, I had met up with Bryn and Conrob again while I was speaking to Steven! How long had I seen them last? Well... Formally without having something happening like what happened to Aallan the other day at the Boar Fountain. It definitely had been way too long. It was definitely a relief to see their faces again.
Steven and I joined them at the table, Cesistya joining us also. I nearly forgotten to get myself some whiskey so I had done so before running into Aallan. It definitely felt like the old times of all of us sitting at a table and just... having a good time, with the addition of Steven, of course. I figured that he would be comfortable around the others. With everything that had been going on lately, that man needed to relax.
I suppose I could say that he did relax a bit afterwards as he had become distracted by something and went to the bar. I followed him with my eyes to see that he was speaking a few words to Lieta, the girl from the Black Steel and the one that had helped us a bit before. I was happier for him than I let on because of the sheer fact that her well-being was what had made him worried the most. I nearly laughed more loudly than I planned as he heard him yelling in joy outside. He's a damn good man, better than me, I would strongly believe. I'm not exactly lying about that nor am I ashamed to say that. The world would be different without people like him or Conrob around, I believe.
Anyways, eventually, Conrob left with Bryn as she had fallen asleep on us. Either that she hasn't been lucky of getting enough sleep or she had been stressed about things and not letting herself relax. At least she got some sleep now. Steven left as well to perhaps go rest as well. To my dismay, that... uh... Kid hobbit...? I don't think I've ever caught the name to her. Anyways, to my dismay, she had invited Raven over. I still haven't gotten over the fact that I was unable to be in the same room as him much less the same table. No doubt that he had felt the same as he didn't quite acknowledge my presence, only bidding farewell to Aallan. One would've wondered why I didn't trust him around Neremnes, the same man that had brought all his troubles from Gondor with him and among other things.
Aallan met with me outside and we had talked a bit before going somewhere else to talk. I explained to him of why I had worn the black robe and had explained to him about Neremnes. Heh... He believed that I should write a letter to her, explaining why I was the way I was towards Raven or at least try to. Doubts flooded my mind. What if the explanattion would make her dislike me even more? What if, by perchance, she would have taken his side since they were of the same homeland and I having been born in Bree-land? Part of me wanted to ask for Bryn's intake but to do so, I would need to explain to her of the situation.
So... Now I am here, finishing up this journal entry. I now look upon the unwritten parchment next to it, a grim reminder that part of me said that I need to write to her sooner or later. Gods, I hope that I would make the best decision and not make myself a bigger fool than I had.
