It’s been so long since I started this journal and my wonderfully weird adventures in this town. I’ve grown fond of my land, my authoritative power, and even my neighbors... Well, most of them. But then everything changed in the blink of an eye.
Ever since the resolution with Flora, Maerwynn has been able to enjoy her new life at the palace. However, when her mother-in-law-to-be asks for a private audience with her, Prince Kurt goes on a frenzy trying to figure out why. Have they been discovered?
After finally coming to some sort of agreeable terms with Prince Kurt, Maerwynn must now resolve her conflict with Flora. She knows Flora longs for more than the city of Runeswick has to offer, but can she convince her otherwise?
Another year has come and gone and somehow I have not been run out of Citytown by an angry mob yet. It’s been quite some time since I’ve last been able to write out all my thoughts, and my therapist says that I should start doing it again after the whole Quillson incident... Oh, how … Continue reading Animal Crossing New Leaf Diaries: I don’t like you like that!
The story continues as Maerwynn and Prince Kurt begin to plan their wedding, whether they want to or not.
As mayor of this town I am forced to-- ...I have decided on my own free will to be responsible and keep a record of the folks who have lived and are currently living in my town. Welp... Here it is... In alphabetical order and everything! ...Dumb Isabelle... Making me do this, who does she think she is?
The sun was setting as Arthur and Derreck sat in the back yard of Arthur’s home, casually chatting. Derreck was wrapping up some sort of joke that Arthur just did not seem to understand when Stacy walked outside. “I’m going to put on dinner soon. Derreck, will you be eating with us?” She asked with … Continue reading Something About Proposals
So this is Boston... He thought as he gazed over the ship's railings. As he walked to the gangplank, his dream still lingered on in his mind. It had been nearly 10 years since he had last seen John. As he departed from the boat, he looked at his reflection in the harbor waters. He wasn’t the same child anymore. Would he be able to recognize John after all these years?
Rebekah slipped the note under George’s pillow. She felt a straining guilt in doing so, but she had no choice. It was what was best for her family and their country-- For their freedom.
So I met the King and Queen briefly after the prince and my dance, and tomorrow morning I’ll be dining with them. The King seems like a nice guy, but I’m pretty sure the queen had some suspicions of me.