No protection.

Dear Diary,

Times change and a lot of things change for us, Borghesia. If we don't work for the Court by renting my blood, we are not protected by its rules... We become a prey like all paesani.
And now, it is worse ! Lord Zarek, my protector, left for some long travel and then, the last day we met, he showed me what i am : a simple toy. Yes, i am just a toy... He tried to get me fil this awful blood vat but i struggled badly and, upset, he just used my sensitive desire to get me back at my place, the human pet.

So, i decided to take care of myself and stop to look for a Chosen's protection. I will belong to no one !
Now, i need to find a way to tame my fears... I need to control my boday and feelings. Perhaps i should go back at the Bordello and find a discret job there... To listen the talks of the girls.