Rasa's Diary 2

Well, thank the Unicorn for the quick healing of my skull (and all the 
other injuries she healed that I never thanked her for).  And damn Corwin 
for stealing my trumpdeck!  Damn, damn, damn!  After all that trouble we 
went to, too!  He's an utter prick!  A total moron!  He should have 
*known* we were trying to help him.  But, nooooo, he just shot Lilith and 
stole her bike, sheesh...  He'd better not think I'm gonna forget all 
that, either.  Next time I see him, I'm doing something mean, and that's 
gonna be it. And then I'm gonna hit him, a lot.  And steal his trump.  
Yeah.  

Not like Flora was any nicer to me, stealing my horse like that. 
Dim-witted flower-bulb-head, can't even get her own horse.  It's not like
it's *hard*, it's not like walking the Pattern or anything.  She's awfully
rude for someone who supposedly knows all about etiquette.  Oh, well. 
C'est la vie.  I know there's at least one more person to strike from my
role model list.  How's a girl supposed to grow up good and gracious if
she's got *these* kind of examples in front of her?  The best person I've
ever met was a shadow that they crucified for being a good orator,
basically.  The second best person I ever met is a small-time operative
for my uncle Corwin, living in that shit-hole they call Earth.  It's
enough to inspire a girl to give it all up and go live in shadow as a
lawyer. (D'ya think Bill Roth needs a student?) Or go live with Mom (and
pretend I'm not an Amberite).  Or give up the secular life and become a
priestess of the Unicorn.  Or, even better, kill Eric and put somebody
cool on the throne of Amber.  Except, who's cool that's also got the
blood?  The only one who springs to mind is Gabriel, maybe Alistair. 
They're both nice to me.  Well, the only *feasible* ones, anyways.  I
think I'd be a very good Queen in Amber, after all.  If I was allowed to 
live that long.