Despite a rising tide of problems, I feel relatively at peace with everything. My return shockingly did not result in Father seeing the light and acclaiming my achievements to the house. I guess those were just silly girlish day dreams. Instead my first dinner back was filled with his recriminations whilst the others laughed behind their hands. This was followed by another altercation with Sandcrown, I confronted him about upstaging me before but all it devolved into was the two of us slinging insults. All in all not the glorious return I had managed in my more foolish moments.
I managed to avoid the majority of the crew for the next few days, in fact I avoided everyone just staying in my room. It gave me a lot of time to think. About the past few months and how quickly everything has gone down hill. I was miserable with a dislocated arm trying to hold together a band of people who hated me so that we could hunt down dangerous criminals all in the name of sidelining me. But I did have to admit that it was not just me who was having a diffuclt run off it. Sandcrown's family is collapsing around him and I am sure that Pendlehave and Quinn have some sort of Skaa problems, a shortage of gruel maybe? I did miss the times I spent with Valette we had been friends for so long that I just expected her to be there regardless of what happened. Sure ocasioanlly we had spats when we were children but never anything as major as a few months ago…
After a few days Sandcrown came looking for me so I lent him a horse and told him to keep up his efforts wih house Rebou since that would keep him out of my way for a few days. He seemed quite eager at the prospect and rode off swiftly no doubt to a tender welcome. From the little he has told me he gained some insight into their house as Owandise is the last remaining Rebou her parents haviung died recently when her brother went rogue. Their house finances are sinking fast no matter how Owandise tries to keep them afloat.
Meanwhile Shade and I arranged a few plans and put some wheels in motion. The obligators are looking into Lord Grey as are a number of the noble houses and I worry that one of the Obligators or at least someone within the Canton may be feeding information to the pirates how else could they know of Profeste's shipment. Luckily my cousin, Rayna is part of the organisation in the Canton of orthodoxy. She is devout to the Lord Ruler but the Obligators are not sect that rewards charity, despite being a few years younger than myself she is already showing grey hairs and her eyes are shadows.She has always been trusting and honourable I have to admit felt more than a pang of guilt in using her. I explaine dour investigations into the Ship of the pirates indidicated that it (like many others) was made in the Panassian ship yards before being sold to Profeste. Shortly after it disapeared bvut no claim was ever made for it's cargo. This should at least start an investigation into those obligators who deal with accounts for Profeste, hopefully we can use that to flush them into the open.
Someone is planning to spring Bilg so the other thing we requested from Rayna is that my father would owe the canton a favour if they would allow us to rpelace the guards with those loyal to Panassian. After all we have the largest investment in shipping so the pirates a problem close to our families heart.Rayna agreed to petition the head obligator for this and with the deal sweetened by favours from house Panassian I am sure they will agree. Sandcrown has learned of a thieving crew, they call themselves something ridiculous like the "Spirit Leaves" and are led by Tressex. We believe they are the ones who are going to free him but with the crew disguised as Panassian guards we should be in a position to learn some very interesting information…
I feel like we are on the up our immediate problems at bay and I feel like we have a real chance to close in on the Pirates. I even managed to remain civil with Darielle for the majority of a conversation. I went to her ostensibly to hear gossip but I as much wanted to spread some of my own. She threw a few choice slurs at me about it not being an achievement to get men to run away from me or how deressing it was that I was already past my "prime" and at first I kept my head , I knew she was just baiting me in. Eventually though I cracked and snapped back. She had clearly been waiting for me to step even the littlest bit out of line, immediately she lashed out at me with her allomancy calling to mind every belittling moment every shameful experience to crash down on me. I might have responded badly, my uncle certainlky thought so when he banished me to my room without supper like I was some little child. "Oh my Darielle would never be mean you ignorant wrecth," what a fool the fact I over turned a table and tea set on her was irrelevant.
But despite this I still feel more cheerful. I took Shade with me, thank the Lord Ruler for Shade I may have to give her a bonus or something one of these days, to a luncheon with Valette. Our reception was… chilly clearly time had not repaired the damage I had done to our friendship. I apologised and for once I meant it it was not Valette's fault and I let my own anger get in the way. SHe warmed slightly to me then but what really helped ease things was me talking to her about Lord Grey, now Valette is fascinated by him. I have agreed to arrange a date between the two of them when House Panassian host the next ball. I know it's a risk but I do not want to carry on being friendless and miserable. I just now need to find a way to convince Quinn and ensure that his ruse is not found out.