I’m a morph mage and I can transform myself using morph magic. Most morph mages can do this, but Odette, my tutor, said the way I do is special. I’m not sure why. She said it’s not normal for martens to transform like this, but when I asked her what she meant, she wouldn’t say anything more. I can also temporarily transform objects and other animals.

Currently I’m on the run from the Roncefleurais army, which is so strange to say. Half a season ago, that would’ve sounded impossible. I hope Mother and Father aren’t worried about me. I dearly wish I could contact them. Before this conflict began, I had a pleasant, peaceful life, thought it could be dull and lonely at times. The more I see of the world each day, the more that surprises me. Sometimes it upsets me, other times it amazes me, and it also makes me even more curious. This helps take my mind off the fact that I don’t know where I’m going or what to do. Should I try to reason with the Kikusekin Empire or Roncefleurais Empire first? Who will I talk to and what will I say? There must be some way to correct our misunderstandings and avert this conflict before it becomes a war.

Thankfully, I’m not alone. I have Michel and Soufflé, both servants and dear friends, with me, and I’ve met many new allies along the way. They have their different reasons for wanting to help me, but any and all help in preventing a war is welcome. I’ve found myself at crossroads after crossroads, but I know my journey is far from over. In fact, it’s just beginning!