Fiora's Boudoir Diary
Demacian Calendar Year 290, June 11th, Sunny
Leivo was at it again today, teasing Noviya while she was changing. Sigh, when will this brat ever grow up? I have an audience with King Jarvan with Father tomorrow. I hope he doesn't cause any trouble! If Father would just hand over the management reins to me, I'd have him trained and obedient within a week!
June 12th, Sunny
My swordsmanship hasn't improved at all. It's been almost a month. I can't let this continue. When will I ever surpass Father and become the number one swordsman in Demacia!
Leivo was a bit strange today. Not only did he not tease Noviya, he became rather shy. What surprised me even more was that Sage Tabor prophesied he would be the one to save Demacia!
I thought he'd revert to his old self once he got home, but I never expected him to pester me into teaching him swordsmanship. What a day full of surprises! Still, it's quite comforting to see him like this. Is this the legendary child who grew up overnight?
To be honest, I don't want Leivo to be a savior. It likely means sacrifice. Even if I teach him a few moves, he's still no match for his other brothers. I hope, as Father said, he won't lose too badly. Haha.
June 13th, Sunny
Several days of clear skies in a row. It's quite rare for this month, but my mood isn't as bright because Leivo has officially been chosen as the savior.
Life is truly ironic. Yesterday, I only considered that his swordsmanship wasn't enough to beat his brothers, but I didn't consider the ruthless and venomous uncles. They'd rather abandon their honor than let their own children go to war. How despicable!
May the gods protect Leivo. His coming-of-age ceremony is still three months away. I need to train him well. I hope he can maintain this studious attitude, no, even if he can't, I'll force him to learn!
June 21st, Sunny
Leivo's transformation is truly delightful. Ever since that day at the royal palace, he's been like a different person. He's no longer troublesome or disruptive, and he trains diligently in swordsmanship. Is he adapting to military life ahead of time? I don't care if he's the savior or if he can save Demacia. At the very least, he's saved me. Keep up the good work, little brother.
June 29th, Cloudy
The sun was hidden for almost the entire day, yet it didn't look like it would rain.
My stomach ailment flared up again today. I wanted to push through and continue training, but Leivo insisted I rest properly. In all my years, I've never seen him care about anyone else. What's gotten into him today? But looking at his expression, it seemed like genuine concern. And, was that a hint of admiration? I must be overthinking it.
July 15th, Sunny
Leivo is studying more and more seriously, and I'm starting to feel something is off. It's not just his attitude; his behavior, his speech – it's not like him at all. Yet, based on daily life and Nora and Noviya's reactions, there's nothing suspicious. What's going on?
Could he be under some kind of magic? It must be. Otherwise, why would he suddenly try to get close to me? I was almost fooled by his enthusiasm. I'll test him with a magic nullifying stone tomorrow!
Speaking of which, my recent diary entries have all been about Leivo.
July 16th, Sunny
The magic nullifying stone had no reaction. Perhaps being chosen by prophecy changed him? Never mind, I won't think about it. It's all for the best anyway. He's both less troublesome and more diligent, which suits me perfectly, little guy.
July 25th, Rainy
Thunder rumbled last night, and it started raining soon after. It didn't stop until after lunch. The rain lessened the heat, but stirred up my inner turmoil. It's been a long time since I felt this way!
I'm increasingly convinced this person isn't Leivo! I can also clearly sense that he likes me!
Although his actions aren't out of line, the unintentional expressions of admiration have said it all! And the more I pretend not to notice, the more obvious he becomes. It's just like something a child would do.
August 16th, Sunny
Leivo's swordsmanship has improved remarkably. To master Laurent's Mind Blade in just over two months means he should be able to protect himself. He probably won't have time to learn other techniques. Let's spend the remaining time consolidating what he's learned.
Facing his ardent gaze, I still don't know what to do. I can only respond with indifference. Perhaps him joining the Dauntless Vanguard is a good thing. Once we're apart, I'll have ample time to consider this matter.
September 13th, Sunny
So your name is Zhao Xin, a stranger from another world. You don't even have your own appearance, just a soul-like existence. How can you like me? I won't allow Leivo to disappear! But... I don't want you to disappear either. It's so confusing.
When you return from the army, I will give you an answer!
September 14th, Light Rain
I didn't see Leivo off, to avoid any lingering attachments. Attachment only makes one weaker. I don't want him to carry such emotions into training.
You said you would surpass me, didn't you?
October 5th, Sunny
I've received all your letters, and I've felt your intentions. It's still the same: attachment only makes one weaker. I won't reply to you. I've been training very hard recently. Winning against me won't be easy!
Oh, by the way, there was a small incident today. General Dali brought his eldest son to propose to Father. Of course, I refused and stated my principles. The outcome was obvious – he lost to me.
Demacian Calendar Year 291, May 10th, Overcast
It's been over seven months in the blink of an eye. Several times I wanted to write back to Leivo, but I held back, unsure of what to say. I had originally decided to give him an answer when he returned, but now that war could break out at any moment, I still haven't made up my mind.
What if he suddenly comes back? What should I do? I pray the gods give me a sign.
June 17th, Sunny
No, it can't be true!
June 21st, Sunny
I haven't slept in four days, yet I don't feel tired at all.
Garen returned today, a triumphant return.
Demacia has won, and the whole nation is celebrating. Why do I feel like the sky has turned gray?
Miss Luxanna came by. Why is she crying so sadly? Oh, right, she said she likes Leivo.
What else did she say? Leivo is dead? Oh, right, she said Leivo became The Judicator. What is The Judicator? Leivo, where are you? You're still alive, aren't you?
I have my answer now! I'm willing to be with you! I'll give you all my feelings and my body! Are you satisfied? Come back soon!
July 10th, Sunny
Noviya has left, returning to her homeland. She couldn't bear the Laurent Family without Leivo anymore; it was too painful for her. I hope she can find release from her grief. You're a good girl!
Father has been hit too hard. We can't all be dejected! I need to pull myself together!
August 16th, Rainy
Leivo's sacrifice cast a long shadow over Father. It's precisely at this time that Uncle proposes we prioritize national affairs and select a new clan leader. Such ambition!
Don't forget, I am also a member of the Laurent Family! Your swordsmanship may surpass Father's, but you're not necessarily my match!
August 17th, Rainy
The continuous rain has rusted the iron, but my sharp sword has successfully defended my honor!
I won the position of family head at the cost of my lifelong celibacy. King Jarvan has bestowed upon me the title of "Fiora, the Duelist." From today on, I will dedicate myself entirely to the honor of the Laurents!
Demacian Calendar Year 295, March 1st, Sunny
Luxanna got married today. She secretly told me she still loves Leivo. At first, I wanted to comfort her, but in the end, she ended up comforting me.
Unknowingly, four years have passed since that war. I always thought I had moved on, but this feeling of pain is still so clear.
Demacian Calendar Year 301, June 17th, Sunny
Countless times I've imagined the scene of you suddenly returning. You'd be covered in scars, or strong and healthy, or you'd hug me and cry, or...
I never expected it would be ten years later, meeting in this way.
When I heard you say, "I'm back," my heart was in utter turmoil. But immediately, all my longing turned into hatred.
Because you have a stranger's face, because you made me hope in vain countless times, because I had already vowed to remain unmarried, because you are already too powerful to need my protection, because everything... is too late.
But as soon as I stabbed you, the hatred vanished in an instant. It's not your fault; you are also a victim. We can only blame ourselves for being strangers in the first place, for never having had feelings for each other.
All the things I wanted to say back then have lost their meaning now. This day is the one with the greatest emotional fluctuations since my birth, and it's also the day everything has settled.
The gods must have had a grand reason for letting you be born into this world, and I am certainly not where you belong. Explore the meaning of your existence yourself.
You are always welcome to return and challenge me!