In my last entry I finished by saying that house being quiet is always a problem. I've changed my mind. Aside from one night in the tunnels two nights ago, I have been sleeping exclusively at Stylus, and without the usual round of problematic dreams. I eat alone. I read alone. I write alone. It isn't a problem at all.
If I have a problem, it's with the Black Caste. I believe they think I intend to steal Rio, the Assassin's slave that poses as a white silk. I don't. As I have told her many times, I like my head where it is, and she is just a slave. I don't lose my social standing or my life over women, even beautiful ones.
I had the opportunity at one point to join their ranks, but did not take it because I like not having enforced codes to live by, and I wouldn't lower my caste standing.
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