<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">********JOURNAL ENTRY TWO********</span></span></div><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Now I should probably tell you about the person who is writing this journal. As well as my best friend slash personal bodyguard Rein. To start off with as I said my name is Prince Xavier. My full name is Xavier Nicolius Westari. I live in the kingdom of . Where, as I have already mentioned, I am a prince. Though more accurately it should be known that I am the High Prince. I am heir to the throne. Which in our country means I get to chose who I marry. This allows me as the oldest to marry for love. Allowing a marriage between me and my wife to last for years to come.<br/><br/>I have two younger sisters who will sadly not be given the same ability. They will have arranged marriages most likely to princes of another kingdom. My second youngest sisterâ€™s name is Moriana Renari Westari. She is recently turned eighteen. She is considered the wild child and rebel of the family. She refuses to favor a suitor and has indeed numerous times refused marriage to anyone. Her hair is pale blond like mothers. She has the bluest eyes I have ever seen. My youngest sisterâ€™s name is Roweena Jeena Westari. She is but fourteen years old and mother already is grooming her for prospective suitors for her hand in marriage. She has white hair with highlights of pale blond in them. Emerald green eyes and the sweetest and gentlest woman you could ever meet. I hope for the best for the both of them.<br/><br/>Now back to myself. I am twenty-one years old. As well as human. Not all of the citizens of our kingdom are human. There is elven kind for example. I have silvery grayish white hair and a grayish steel blue set of eyes. I work out a lot due to my training in swordplay. It is quite the way to get excersize. I am quite toned or so I have been told. I have a six pack which I will admit is not always covered by the nobles shirts my mother often tries to force upon me. I have my own unique style. Outfits my youngest sister has made me. To me...those handsewn outfits are my greatest treasures. As such I would rather wear them then the nobles shirts often made of silk, containing numerous buttons, and folded sleeves. The worst ones contain a bit of ruffle. The pants arenâ€™t always that bad.<br/><br/>I have heard people describe me as kind, compassionate, intelligent, strong and filled with honor. These terms and descriptions seem to be the most common and most agreed upon terms used when talking about me. I am just being myself. I know that ruling a country by fear would be the worst possible way to go. Ruling a country where the people know they are valuable no matter what their rank in society will have the best results. In our kingdom...we believe that every member of society is valuable to the kingdom. We want them to know that even if they are a begger on the street they are respected, valued and important to the fundamentals that make up the kingdom.<br/><br/>So far it appears our methods are the best way to go. The people no matter how far from the castle town where the castle i reside in is located love the people who rule over them. We make sure to tax fairly. To never tax those who can not afford to pay a lot more than they can afford to pay without being unable to support their famlies. We are careful to be sure to give our people equal trade when they are bartering or trading goods, wares, crops and livestock in order to pay fees or gain items or things they need yet can not access by any other means. When someone is unable to pay with gold we will accept their taxes in the form of goods, wares, crops or livestock equal to what their taxes would be. This system has worked splendedly for numerous centuries. I intend to keep this system alive even when I am king.<br/><br/>I have to spend at least three to four hours in a day with the tutor to learn a vast variety of subjects that may or may not be necessary to know for ruling over this kingdom. When I am not gaining an education I am training in my swordplay. However, equal amount of time is spent practicing and mastering my magic. I will make sure I never grow rusty should the need to protect my kingdom, its people, and our way of life ever arise. I quite enjoy swordplay but have found an even greater passion for magic and the numerous possibilities that arise from its very usage.<br/><br/>I have one extremely close friend who I have grown up alongside of since we were both very young. His name is Rein. He is a blond haired male who possesses the most unique shade of blue eyes ever. He is twenty-four years old and a man I would trust with my life no matter what arises. He is a master swordsman and far surpasses me in the skills of the blade by a long shot. He can wield any weapon even ones that normally require two hands with the ease of one who is merely dancing. He is strong and extremely tall. Even standing at my five foot eleven inches height he still makes me feel very small. He stands at six feet six when he is standing straight up. He is, however, a man of few words. He only talks when we are alone or when he has something important to say around others.<br/><br/>I have found a painting picture of myself and rein. I am going to include these in this entry. Applied with a strange type of sealant and forever guarded against fading or falling off...these flat pictures will forever allow the world to know who we once were. I am the one on the left and Rein is the one on the right. With that note I will end this entry as I have to attend to my studies now.~</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/83012d84-c24a-44e2-a15c-0981623ed372_zps21d5f71c.jpg">[ img ]</a><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/fdde32cc-6c9a-4790-a6f5-edede19a23f2_zps33186335.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span></div>