Nephilim's Wager: The Princess and the Witch

Entry 2 (Skye)

Of those who know, there have been varying reactions to my leaving.

My mom has been giving me the cold shoulder ever since. Which sucks, since she was the only one in the manor who's ever nice to me. Other than some of the servants. Most of the servants, though, relish the opportunity to take out their anger on an acceptable target after my spoiled half-siblings take out their anger on them.

My friend Ivy, a witch who lives in the woods, said she's sad that I must have forgotten our time together. She said we were witches in the same coven, and we were in love, then I left to be with a demon for a while, then I came crawling back to her after I realized he was toxic and she gracefully allowed me to get back together with her. And she laughed because it seems to have happened again. I remarked that it's a crazy coincidence we ended up being reborn in the same area. So she clarified that the coven was basically like a free love commune so a lot of the witches were in relationships with each other, so mathematically it's not surprising I'd end up near one of my several lovers. It was at that point I realized she was probably making shit up to screw with me given my amnesia made me unable to tell her she was wrong. But she said we can still get back together again if I want. Maybe that was all an elaborate setup to ask me out. Um, I appreciate the effort?

She wasn't the only one to hit on me lately. One of the village boys I'm friends with tried to cheer me up by saying peasants don't care I'm a bastard since they don't have status anyway, so I should marry into a commoner family. His commoner family. If I ever get tired of trying to be a part of high society. "But of course, you'll always be my Lady," he said. Okay, I have to admit that was cute. I told him I'd think about it.

So those are two options I have. Become a witch in the woods. Become a peasant. I'll be loved either way. Yet, I don't know if I'm quite ready to give up.

I always liked the idea of having enough power, status, wealth, whatever to help people. I won't be able to do that if I settle for just being on the same level as them. I became friends with them in the first place by stealing my dad's- I mean, my mom's husband's- money and buying food and fancy trinkets for them at the market. Yeah, compared to all the other nobles, I'm nothing, but I'm just close enough to something that I can't feel right giving it up altogether.

I have no idea what to do about it, though. I think I'm just going to work on a song expressing this feeling. At least for now.