This last day before Yule passed slowly, and not without chilling me to the bone when out in the weather. After finally receiving my Dearest Cellan’s word to go ahead with the wedding to Tomas I began the task of seeing it approved by the Knights as our Lord Regent had already spoke his approval. Little did I know all that the day had in store for me- being blinded by a mage to start it all off in the best way possible. Then during a meeting with the Earl Marshall, where I received his permission, I was Knighted! All of this pleased Tomas immensely and we proceeded to the Cardinal, who merely needs a few letters stating approvals.. In a few short months I shall wed again and I pray that it will be a blessed union. True Happiness and pleasure from one another.
It seemed fitting to move out of those extravagant suites I lived in at the Palace since Kaerrick insisted we do so. After a brief exploration to smaller, simpler and more grand suites I surprised myself. I -wanted- to live in the Azadar suites, they were beautiful and just what I wanted. Even while writing I imagine Casimir would laugh and then spit in disgust at the idea -I- would be living in the suites formally lived in by him. Things will be changed, cleaned, his family name will no longer be associated with them but I imagine there will always be a marr on that section of rooms however. I do not care, they will be my personal suites and mine alone. If I had known how much time I would be spending at the Palace these last few years I imagine that I would have never built my estate to be honest.
Soon enough I will be Katarina ab Jinosa– oh dear me does that sound and appear strange..
