Today is a special day. Today, my father spent the morning with me. Today, we’ve had a party. Today, people tell me that I’m smart and good and nice.

Because today, I turned seven.

Master Kinlith says, “Birthdays are a chance for a prince to show his worth. Let the commoners laud you, Your Highness, but remember to be gracious in return.”

I don’t like it when he says confusing things, but sometimes, I understand anyway. I was a good prince today. At the party, I tried to be like my father, and my mother noticed.

She said, “You’re too young to be so serious, my love. Be a child while you can.”

Then, she gave me my present. Inside the box was you! My new diary. I love the way you look and smell. I love that you can keep secrets.

I love that my mother gave you to me because I love her.

But that’s all I wanted to say. Today, I turned seven. I was a good prince and made my father proud. Mother gave me a nice gift.

And best of all, I didn’t have lessons with Kinlith! I hope my next birthday is this good.