||Tristan’s Journal||
12 fifth Month, 1017 Lunar
Another storm hit our castle today. I was excited about Celia being able to wear the pendant, so I told my brother everything. I thought he would understand, but, on the contrary, he asked two guards to keep an eye on my beloved. He broke my heart with his decision.
But Celia cheered me up as usual. She was the light of my darkness, my hope, my woman. We spent the night of love together, only to wake up with the missing pendant. I could clearly remember; she was wearing it last night. I also knew she never left my side.
We looked for it in the entire chamber but couldn’t find it anywhere, as if it disappeared into thin air. But deep down in my heart, I knew where the pendant was. My dragonic instincts told me to look at her neckline, whe
