The Journals of Candece Sinclair

January 15th 1780

Prince Ares was visiting today. The boy thinks he's so good. He was sitting there bragging about how many deer he killed on his last hunting trip with his father. Ha! I kill alligators in the swamp with my bare hands! This child is so foolish.

Let's not forget to mention he dresses so... Brightly! Just like Willow does. It hurts my eyes, honestly. Such vibrant colors could never be worn by a husband of mine!

May I also complain about his hair?! It is a sickening bright blonde! I prefer black hair, dark brown at the lightest.

This boy is not my type at all and it is infuriating that my mother will make no attempts to get me out of this engagement!

Well....she couldn't now if she wanted to I suppose.

Father cut her up more than usual last week apparently. She didn't come down to make breakfast today and she still has not come out when we are ready to eat dinner.

Delilah has told me she has several cuts on her face and arms, a stab wound in her leg, and many bruises all over.

Father has been very irritable today as well. Perhaps he feels remorse for what he did to mother, or he just is still angry with her. Whatever the case, he told me to go away earlier, and he has never done such a thing.

So I haven't seen either of my parents all day, and I was left alone to entertain Prince Ares and Willow.

Willow mostly stayed silent today though, and I am sure she is blaming herself for what happened to mother. Her eyes are constantly watery, and was upset even when we played her favorite games. It's quite disheartening to see her like this, to be honest.

After Prince Ares left, I decided to go visit Adrian and tell him of what had been going on. He seemed to frown when he heard of all that had happened.

Today, in short, has been full of depressed faces.

I don't like it at all! When I was hurt I don't remember it being like this! Then again.... The last time I was hurt was quite a while ago....

Besides the point!

Is my mother really that much of everyone else's life that with her hurt and in her room no one can smile? That's so dumb!

And yet... I find myself missing her as well.