Still awaiting to hear if the Corbrays will declare war on the Lynderlys. I believe our plan was a success but have not as of yet heard word. I write this amid practicing at the range. I have to admit, the added balance from my “eye” is really helping out with my accuracy.

Although it took quite the toll on all of us physically, it was probably a good thing we ran into Lyn of all people. Being such a hot head, he should get pretty up in arms about being attacked by some “Lynderlys”. It should add fan to the fire………. It was just unfortunate that we had to run into that marksman, Arturo. If only I had his abilities as a bowman, I would be unstoppable. Instead, because of not having my eyepatch and piece of tin in my eye I looked worse than Carsen with one……ugh….. Even weeks later this is still bothering me. The eyepatch not being there was throwing me off…..or maybe Carsen did something to make himself look better than me, he is always finding someway to make me look bad……that conniving deviled-tongued mongrel…….wait no……….couldn’t be Carsen, he’s was in it for the same reasons……he’s not the one against me…….or is he….ugh……..what’s wrong with me……

Anyways, that’s only a minnow of a problem compared to the other at hand. Calaila, Teddy, and Maester Thad arrived today from a ship with green sails. They had been off in the Reach and came with stories and news………I am to be married……MARRIED!!!!! There must have some ulterior motive to all of this, those schemers……..always……well…..scheming……….they must be somehow profiting out of all of this, other than making peace with those pansies (fitting for those flower mongers)…….they must have been paid off or have some reason to keep me occupied…….do they know? this must be a ploy to keep me on their side……

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for someone reading the journal there is half a page torn out, scribbles seem to go on either side of the torn seams******

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A child! A Bastard Child!! Calaila insists there is no other reason for me marrying this Jeyne Oakheart other than this…..nothing other than making peace with the Tyrells. I still find this hard to be hard to believe…….there must be something more. Or maybe there isn’t. who knows. Maybe I make the best of this situation, maybe I’ll play their little game…..she could be something of a salt wife….maybe more….maybe she will understand…….a least the little one inside will grow up in a good house with a decent upbringing……it is the least I could in return for what was paid forward to me by Jaquen…….maybe he did so to me knowing the “old way”…..

If I find out what the real reason is though…….. there’ll be hell to…..wait no, why am I thinking this way…..I know why I killed an evil creature like Rancis….there was no good in a man like that…….but these are my kin, my family……why am I thinking like this…..ahhhh……I wan’t like this before……