The Last Part Of Day Seventy-Five
Dear Diary,
To be clear: I am not primping because Dare’s about to visit me in the library. It’s just that I have my routines. Before anyone visits my royalness, I always check my appearance.
Of course, there are exceptions.
I don’t inspect how I look for my parents, Poppa and Muti. Or for my friend Bilge, the hobgoblin, and his piggy familiar, Oinky.
Other than that, no one really visits me.
All of which leads to a single realization.
I, Calla, Get Brutally Honest
The reality: My appearance-checking is really a Dare-only activity.
He’s cute.
So sue me.
The end.
Whew. Glad I cleared that up.
Back to my me.
With Dare about to appear, I do you know what. In this case, I find myself looking classy in my ermine cloak and pink dress. In terms of p
