You wouldn't believe what happened yesterday! Met a little old lady in the forest who was selling bodice ribbons. Weird place to sell ribbons, if you ask me. Saw this beautiful ribbon braided from red, yellow and blue silk. Was even willing to part with precious gold from face cream stash, but she wouldn't sell it to me! Said it was for someone else. Asked her who it was, and for a moment, she had this look of pure hate on her face. Must've been my imagination though, for she gave out this merry laugh and said it was for a princess. Must be that twit I left back in the forest. B!tch! Now she's getting my ribbon too! Very miffed. Finally, old peddlar woman offered me another ribbon, blue, green and brown. Not quite as eye-catching, but still pretty, and matches my eyes and my green dress. Wouldn't even take money for it! Was less miffed. Still think red is more my colour.

Rest of the day passed on uneventfully, and I set up camp just north of the forest. Spruce went hunting and brought back a couple of fish. Nice change from rabbits, but they are so smelly! They stink up my precious hands and I'm running really low on hand cream. Decided to let Spruce have the fish. Bastard. He knows I hate dealing with fish when there's no one else around to clean them. Was too tired to hunt, so just got some berries and nuts and had a light supper. Should watch my waistline anyway.

Then early this morning, just as I was packing, who came wondering by but another old lady with a basket, selling combs! I didn't know there was a brisk business for these things in the woods, but who am I to quibble? She looked familiar, so I asked if I've seen her before. Denied it vigorously, but I could've sworn that she looks like the other peddlar lady. Shot me a bad look. Gave me a chill... scary woman. Her eyes dart to my swords and bow though, and she said nothing. Maybe she's jealous of my breathtaking good looks. Wouldn't be surprised... she had such wrinkly skin. Told her she should get some of that face cream the wizard is selling. She had a lovely, lovely ebony comb which was really shiny, but she wouldn't sell it to me! Why are they keeping their best stuff for that mindless little brat in the woods?! Finally settled for a less shiny ebony comb. Was rather put out though. Why should she get everything I want?! I had a good mind to go back to the woods and hunt for her. Had even started back, but was almost ambushed by bandits. Good thing Spruce was around to give an early warning and clawed one of the bandit's eyes out. Hah! I took care of the rest, but it was a close shave. If it wasn't for Spruce, I might've been wounded, or worse. Hate those stupid leering looks on their faces. One of them kept saying, "C'mere, my pretty pretty..." Eeeeewwww!!! Who'd want to be his pretty pretty? Horrid scum. Only had a few silver pieces on them too. Waste of my time. Pah.

Finally out of the woods. Good riddance to that so-called princess - hope she comes to a horrible end in the woods. Hmmmphh....