Charles

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Yesterday I was too excited to write any more than that. The thought of my previously only partially successful plan actually coming through, even though it happened in a way that I did not expect, filled my mind with an odd state of ecstasy.

The sense of victory that might overtake a soldier at the end of a won battle took over me upon hearing the news.

It was hard to keep a solemn face when all my heart wanted to do was dance and smile... but I can't let Mark know the true culprit of our family's tragedy. Not when he's already as heart-broken as he is. I can't allow myself to lose the one person that I truly care for.

Mark only stayed around for another hour or so, and only to quickly let me know how the realm was doing. I was relieved to hear that Mark has come to the conclusion that the perpetrators of the fire were a group of rebellious towns-people. He added that he has issued an investigation order, searching for proof of his suspicions so he could finally punish the killers of our father.

After he departed, I was left to my own thoughts. I certainly don't want innocent towns-people to be murdered for my crimes. But then again, - I'm not a valorous man, nowhere near as brave as my brother. I don't intend to pay for this massacre with my life... and I believe that I can afford to sacrifice a couple of common-people's lives without being too distraught and guilt-tripped because of it.

My mind is starting to wander. I'm retiring to rest.

It's been eight days since I set fire to the mansion.