
Lady Parisete is staying on at Ananda Estates for a few days. Apparently, she is in dire need of a respite from her duties as moneylender for Port Kar. Every city has their drama, I suppose, but her life has been awash with it at every turn it seems. She finds my home serene and calm, and my company exquisite. I'm not trying very hard to be a charming host, I am just being who I am, a man that is proud of his upbringing and his home with the culture that surrounds it. We never did get to testing her for her signature scent so busy were we, reminscing of my father, Trevan's memory as a merchant. Parisete had a lot to say about him, her life as effected by his kind words and advice, and a memory of his taking her on a picnic once when Camarius and I were but little boys back in Jorts Ferry. Its seemed like ages ago, yet I felt that something more was troubling her in regard to a place called Dar Viktel. It was place in the North near the Sardar, that my father had taken the position of En'Merchant once upon a time. He was unhappy there, and missed Schendi and family at the Estates. I was only 10, my brother 4. We didn't like Dar Viktel either, and a man named Renva started to spend more and more time with my father, much to my mother's dismay. Whatever the case, my father wasn't the same after the experience, and retreated back to Schendi, where he conducted his business dealings from until his untimely death. Parisete asked me a peculiar question about companionship, as to whether I felt that a person should love and want to be with that person. I told her in very honest words, that it didn't make sense to join someone else when you could neither stand that person, or you had nothing in common with that person because the companionship would never last. I never knew my birth mother, Ofelia. The women between Shinnan and Cameron were a blur, where I gravitated from lap to lap, calling each one "mother." The relationships never lasted, but it had a detrimental effect on myself and Camarius. I vowed to never fall in love with anyone, female or male unless I was absolutely serious about the relationship. No relationship was perfect, and I was surprised to see Parisete so accepting of my choice of lifestyle. It took great trust to tell her something I generally keep private. After the conversation, she found out that I had several hidden gifts, one of them being that I play the kalika and sing. I gave her a few samples of my music, in our music room at the house, and then she retired after her long journey to Schendi in the guest room across from my step-mothers room. With a jokester like Camarius around, Parisete might find a rock spider in her sheets if I put her in the guest room across from Camarius' room!