Year of the Boar, Six Month, Day 31.

There has been no word from His Lordship Broken Rampart, nor indeed from anyone. I have isolated myself in my corner of the Kingdom for so long that I wonder if half the Houses even remember that I am here at all. Nanami told me this morning that I should appoint a new chief Diplomat. Since Itsuki was removed from her office, there has been no one to advise me other than Nanami and yet the court officials continue to parade in day after day with piles and piles of papers on which they wish me to put my stamp. I am so tired of it all but there is simply no way out at all... gods, why do you despise me so...?
The kitchens have been sending me food at regular intervals but it all tastes vile. The only thing I have found in the least but palatable is pickled radish over a small amount of rice. It will do for now, I suppose; it is surely better than simply drinking tea and eating sweets but it will not help me to get well properly. I do not know what to do... part of me does not care to get well, it is only that I do not wish myself a slow, painful death of starvation. Perhaps I should simply sink beneath the waters of my bath and not resurface...