My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Agatha remained huddled beneath the rugs with Duncan, afraid to even breathe. Straining to hear whether the guard had companions, Agatha dared to lift a corner to look out into the open tent. Duncan stayed her hand, laying a finger against his lips. He scooted backward away from her, slowly uncovering his head. Looking around … Continue reading On the right path
“We have some unfinished business,” he said. “You didn’t fulfill your part of the contract.” Keeping a demure distance between us, I sat beside him on the bench. “I want to renegotiate my terms.” He put his sunglasses back on, then slapped his thighs before standing up. I jumped at the smacking sound. It wasn't … Continue reading Host for hire
Activity around the castle was frantic, like a hive of demented bees. Preparations were well underway to move court to the coast. Ostensibly, it was a covert reconnoitre of the region with an end goal to annex the fertile coastline. The truth was his Mage felt moving King Ráfa away from public scrutiny would help … Continue reading A new road
Burrowed into an overstuffed, leather chair in his office, Ricky swirled the ice in his rocks glass, fascinated by the thick legs on his whiskey. Watching the amber liquid slide down the sides of his drink, he was transfixed. Throwing back the last of the fiery liquor, Ricky reached for the nearby bottle. On close … Continue reading Forgive and forget
Duncan backed away from his father as his conspiracy rant became more shrill and incoherent. Being the Prince afforded him the privilege of ignoring the court custom of waiting for proper dismissal from the King. Ráfa typically paid his son no heed, and didn't notice his departure. Once out of the royal tent, Duncan made … Continue reading Connivance
She sits across the table from me, stirring a small teaspoon of artificial sweetener in her orange pekoe. I squeeze a dollop of agave nectar into my red rooibos, letting it melt into the hot liquid. We savor the heady aroma of our brews, silent but still communicating in a way only a parent and … Continue reading Tea and dissidence
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