Garett never allowed me to see his coming of age ceremony in the end. I did not feel like seeing Prince Erik either for some reason for his. Charlotte dragged me out anyways and we watched the ceremony together be on the equivalence of a miniature festival.
I am glad that she did because the sight of Prince Erik traveling down the main road in a high seat with decorative jewels all over him was a sight that I could never forget.
One thing has changed...
On Prince Erik's birthday, I would often go out and buy Pince Erik the same presents I would in my first life and place them in the chest to preserve the memory. Now, I only continue to write letters. The letters became much like a diary from how frequently I wrote them.
Even after writing maybe over a hundred letters, I continued to
