02-04-YC121

Today has been another busy day.  This morning was a visit to the markets with Thracia and little baby Tercia - how sweet and adorable she is - I find rather unexpected instincts quite stirred whenever I see her.  Even at an early hour the markets were so incredibly busy.  We visited some of Thracia's favourite business, but the only item I bought was a new swimsuit.  A rather risqué cut, I must admit, but there is something about Constantin that encourages me to be somewhat mischevious, and I have no care for whatever the so-called popular media might say.  It does nothing to hide my Souvenirs, of course, but even with these I no longer feel as self-conscious as I used to.  I am not completely sure why that is, but I suspect it likely connected with how Constantin makes me feel.

Thracia did quite a lot more purchasing that I - I think it may be quite the pasttime of hers - and I held little Tercia whilst she tried on some very beautiful dresses.  I simply cannot put into adequate words how I felt holding such a tiny little child.  I felt right, as though my holding a baby were the most natural event in the world.  She was so peaceful and sweet, though I am sure she cannot be like that all the time.  Should it cause me concern that I felt a little pang of regret and jealousy when I handed her gently back to her Mama?  Perhaps; or perhaps it is a positive sign.

After a light lunch at a very nice bistro, I went to meet Constantin at the beach.  He had promised time together, and he more than delivered that promise.  Again, so many people, and Constantin's family are such celebrities here, and I apparently such an object of curiosity, that privacy was very difficult to find.  We had to swim quite far out to a sandbar to have even a few brief moments alone.  I am glad we did, it was so difficult not to press myself against Constantin's athletic body, but we must keep some decorum.  He is quite the powerful swimmer, though I had to hold back so that I did not leave him too far behind.  I suppose his duties are so all-consuming of his time that he simply does not have the opoortunities to exercise as I do. He is by no means unfit, of course, and I shall certain make sure he keeps his stamina up.

From the sandbar I could see a faint glimmer on the horizon, and asked Constantin what it was.

Dam-Torsad.

Strange to see that place so far away.  I had never thought I should see it from another part of Amarr Prime, only from space.  To think of the changes that have happened in my life since last I was there; changes I could never have foreseen.  Truly God is kind.

Constantin took me to a secluded little place afterwards, where we actually had some privacy and time alone to enjoy one another, as lovers.



I have just caught up with developments on the IGS.  It seems Aldrith's little performance on Anath has caused quite a stir, and I can see why.  I understand his anger and frustration, and Aldrith would not be Aldrith if he did not throw down the gauntlet to our enemies.  I feel, however, he should not have done so at LUMEN'S ceremony, it rather overshadowed the affair, and that sort of behaviour is unlikely to reflect well on PIE.
The truth is, however, that storms clouds are gathering and battle-lines are being drawn.  There are dark times ahead for our Empire, our Motherland, it seems.  Duty shall inevitably call, and I shall heed that call, but I pray, by the Grace of God, that I am afforded as much time as possible with Constantin before the call comes.