It’s been two months since my last entry. laughter I feel like I’m giving confession. Forgive me diary for I have sinned!

Actually, I’ve been really busy over the past two months. I’ve been spending a lot of time at court and in the Hedge, some time with Jasmin, and the rest of my time has been split between dancing at Starr’s in the evening and photo shoots. Sometimes I feel like I’m running myself ragged. Less than more months of this and I’ll be able to turn things over to Summer, which will frankly be a relief.

I’m making a lot of money lately, with all this work. But running the Duchy is expensive! I’ve set up this charitable fund thing which helps out less fortunate changelings, especially when they first make it home from the Hedge. The idea is that members of the Duchy will all chip in what they can to help everyone else out. Unfortunately, there aren’t very many changelings with a lot of disposable wealth, and the ones willing to part with that wealth are even fewer. So I’ve pretty much been giving everything I’ve got to this thing. I need to show that I believe in this and that if others believe in it too and contribute, I can make good things happen for them. Nice idea. In practice, I’m not sure it’s working out.

So Li has certainly changed! It’s Qing now. And boy does she have some responsibilities! Honestly, I’m very jealous of her. What she’s going to go through is going to be really tough. But it’s also really beautiful. It’s something I will never be able be a part of, and I guess that’s what makes me jealous. She’s going to have a baby.

The scary part is that it seems a bit sudden. I didn’t know she even liked men. I had thought she was dating Theresa exclusively, but this must not be true. Also, the fact that her tattoo disappeared the moment she realized she was pregnant is beyond weird. Nobody wants to say it, but I think that whatever the tattoo really was, it’s done something to the child. I can only hope that Qing is going to be okay.

Meanwhile, drugs have hit the street again. Well, they are always available on the street, but I mean something really bad, something really fast acting. I don’t think the others have detected what it is yet. I suspect I know. But I want to be wrong. I really, really do. So, I haven’t said anything. I’m hoping that when Theresa analyzes it, it will be proven to be something else entirely.

I’m coming home. To my hollow, that is. It’s been two months and… well I think it’s time to risk going home. I think maybe my Keeper chose not to come. Maybe he was busy. I can’t imagine he didn’t hear that Bell all through Arcadia, though.

That reminds me. On my to-do list is punching Oberon in the face next time I see him. I owe him that much. Even if he pulverizes me in return, it will be worth it, for all the hell he’s caused me, and all the people he’s kidnapped. I know what he’s doing to them. He’s not the Goblin King for nothing after all! What I really worry about is the fact that he’s also taken some changelings. Why would he do that? What’s he planning to do with them?