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Twenty-Nine

Author: Lyra's Pen
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-08 18:51:39

It’s been a week since my encounter with Yoda and ever since then, I’ve barely left my room except during the evenings when I went out to the patio to watch the sunset and silently whisper my wishes before returning to my room.

Other than that, there wasn’t much for me to do around here and the boredom was starting to get to me. I hated being idle and having nothing to do for so long was starting to give me the ick.

One thing I knew for sure was that I wasn’t going to waste away in this castle until I grew old and had grey hairs, that wasn’t what I wanted for myself. I wanted more and my current situation would have to change as soon as Alessandro came back.

Given that he’s been away for nearly two weeks should’ve been enough cause for concern but Yoda’s confidence that Alessandro was fine wherever he was did enough to convince me not to get worked up over nothing.

One of the reasons I was looking forward to his return was because I had to discuss the terms of my future here. I wa
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