The Personal Journal of Veronika "Ron" Anne
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[The hand writing this is slightly sloppy as if the writer is inebriated]
Day two of my vacation, I have not stopped drinking since my assistant, guest and I arrived and it has been lovely. It is liberating to be surrounded by music, forms of inebriation and lose women constantly along with my lovely personal guest. This time to recharge will be good for my drive, especially after the highly successful Blood Brawl. It may be the Absinthe talking but I believe my leaving the Theater in Port was for the best at the time; It has given me the chance to step back and realize what is important. I was not ready at the time to be the star of the theater at that time; I was chained, controlled by my fear.
I cried when I left Port-a-Lucine. I left that meeting with the Secretary barely keeping my emotions together. I had thought my dreams dead, burned like my parents on a pyre. Vallaki has proven to give me opportunities that have made it obvious; I was not ready for what that would have presented me. I let my true self hide too much there, trying to be the person I thought they wanted me to be and that was deemed "not fit" for nobles. I had brought life to that theater after the Maîtresse's passing, a pulse it had not had since my leaving as well. It is obvious to me the Jalaberts do not deserve the building they own and the prestige of the performances it can achieve. On my parent's grave I will see that the Jalabert's lose what they do not deserve. ~ Ron