He kept reading.
"We've searched everywhere nearby, but there's still no sign of her. I need to send more people to search a wider area."
"Could she really have gone off adventuring somewhere? She used to go on every day about becoming a warrior who traveled the world on adventures."
"If that's the case, at least it wouldn't be so bad... But if the trolls have captured her, we're in trouble!"
"...I must find her as soon as possible. I can only rest easy when she's by my side. But I still have the king's orders to carry out, and I cannot abandon my post. All I can do is send people to search."
"Could she have gone back home to Quel'Thalas on her own? Yes, I'll send people north to search along the way. They might find her!"
At this point, Rhode shook his head.
It wasn't that Galinder's thinking was wrong. He simply hadn't realized that Lilia had no intention of returning home, but had headed south on an "adventure" instead.
Sure enough, the following diary entries were all about the search parties returning empty-handed, and Galinder's endless anguish.
"It's been so long. Could something really have happened to her?"
"It's all my fault. Why did I push her so hard? Why did I force her to do things she didn't like?"
"Father, Mother, I failed to take care of Lilia for you. I'm ashamed to face you!"
Interspersed among these were some entries about the search for the gemstones.
"There's still no sign of the gemstones. Since our king said they were here, they must be here. We've searched everywhere and still haven't found them, so someone must have beaten us to them."
"We've begun negotiations with the Wildhammer Tribe to the west. These people look savage