Context: written one day after the prior entry, Remembering.
Dear Mother and Father,
This morning, I woke to find two bouquets of flowers on my bed table. Two? He’s never done that. And then he carried in our breakfast on a tray. At first I thought it must be a holiday. But it’s not.
He invited me for a ride in a canoe. I’m not sure I can remember the last time he paddled a canoe. When I asked, he said Kai had told him that a rare bird had been seen. Knowing how much I love birds, Agnarr determined we should head out exploring. He had even packed a picnic. I was positive Agnarr was up to something.
I asked about the girls, worried about not spending time with them. Apparently, Elsa’s botany lessons with Helga had been moved to today and Anna was learning Gerda’s top secret bread recipe that she’d been begging to know.
I wondered if he was trying to cheer me up before telling me about something bad that had happened. He told me quite fervently that nothing wrong.
As much as Agnarr is romantic, he’s not good at lying. I would catch him just looking at me. When our eyes would meet, he’d suddenly look away, pointing, and say he thought he might have seen a winged creature. He would then start paddling in that direction.
The day continued with him declaring that he didn’t have any meetings or duties to fulfill. It just so happened he had an empty day and rather than resting, he wanted to shower me with love. This evening, I managed to get Gerda to admit that someone had requested all of the day’s appointments be rescheduled.
When we got back to our room, I noticed I had left my journal open. I had told Agnarr the other day that he is free to read my thoughts. I like feeling known by him. And now, I wonder, was today’s adventure was his own silly and thoughtful way of trying to combat my loneliness.
Oh, Agnarr, he’s so special. He helps me feel a little less broken.
There’s something so kind and loving about him that it makes me think of the two of you. He knows how to make me feel warm inside. Growing up an orphan, I spent so much energy on keeping hope out of my heart and Agnarr managed to sneak right in.
He’s asleep on the bed now, one hand above his head, with his clothes still on. He reminds me of Anna. However, he sleeps so gracefully, not snoring like I do. In that way, he reminds me of Elsa.
He makes me feel like things will be okay, even when I can’t see it. I love him dearly. I wish you could have met him.
Love,
Iduna
Note from the Author
This was written as part of a little prompt from the Agduna Discord server. We were partnered up to write and give feedback. My partner had a delightful story.