My dearest Mabel I simply had to put pen to page and fulfil my promise to you. Yes, dear friend, I have news to report, Lord Tristain has proposed! But not to me. No, he had to go down on one knee, in the middle of the Duchess of Southerton’s ball and beg for the …
As was tradition, Mila walked the boundaries of the family land on Midsummer’s Day. She’d never been quite sure which set she was meant to walk; the original, stretching several miles to encompass what were now three neighbouring farms and an artists’ retreat, or the current, which involved a quick turn around a generous back …
Cressida woke to golden sunlight and scrambled to dress. After days of grey, she would finally have the light she needed to paint. She left her room, still fastening her cloak against the likely outdoor chill as she walked down the corridor. Slipping out of the university’s sleeping quarters, she hurried down the colonnade to …
I'm starting a new round of One Day at a Thyme and drew 'swamp' as the location for my cottage. Yes, I live in a swamp, don't knock it till you've tried it. My cottage is set on a comfortably-sized hillock/island in the middle of the Everwhere Swamp on the eastern edge of Wayfair, which …
The King wasn’t what she expected, he was shorter for one thing. And much younger for another. Laya glared at her Captain as they left the Audience Room. “Why didn’t you tell me His Majesty was a child?” Captain Sarish looked surprised. “I thought you knew.” “And how, exactly, would I know?” “Oh, yes. I’d …
The man outside stared at her in mute misery, she flapped her hand at him. “Oh come in, for pity’s sake. You won’t trigger the wards in your current state and I clearly need to have a proper chat with your poor wife.” Dragos wheezed. “Wife?” Daren put a cautious toe over the threshold, then …
Jenara entered the breakfast room and sat at her usual spot. She’d tried sitting elsewhere a few times. Her family either didn’t notice, or, if she sat in their usual place, she was treated to a vague frown and a shuffle to another chair. Her eldest brother, Vance, had actually sat on her once. So, …
"I'm so sorry." He paused, swallowing hard. "Please Kati, how can I make it up to you?" She refused to look at him, refused to move from where she huddled on the bed, back to the wall, eyes swollen and nose red. No doubt that perfect princess cried prettily. The snotty bitch. Dylan knelt by …
My peaceful morning was interrupted by Ulfgar. He arrived with the two criminals in tow and a cart of slate, apparently they’d been rather more productive than expected in the slate quarry and were here a day earlier than planned to fix my roof. I think they may have been encouraged to get on with …
I think I wrote this at the same time as Calypso and Herne were discovering Wildwood Grange, it's a fun little side hop into an alternate world and snippet of story The Green King is a powerful figure, tall and broad, his long stride and solid stance belying the silver mixing with the deep wood …
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