Amber, the center of all things. Or at least that is how things do seem to me now. I've been getting used to how things are, being a Prince of Amber and knowing my status. Like most of my half-siblings and siblings, honing my skills under the keen eye of our ever-watchful King and Father. Black is white and white is black, depending on who you turned to and observed.
I look at those whose blood I share and I wonder at what I see. Tools of flesh and blood? Allies of reliable strength? Rivals of ambition? Enemies of dangerous power? I set aside such thoughts as secondary for now, always trying to keep up my guard, learning. My own family is competitive and sharp minded enough to keep me on my toes without searching for phantoms that may not exist...yet.
So much to learn, so much to experience, it seems rather overwhelming at times. All this is still new, but perhaps the relative chaos of my thoughts shall manage to come together into something coherent and focused. But each obstacle and trial shall be taken and surpassed as they come. One at a time, Eran, one at a time.
