Weaving through the castle corridors, Anaria hoped she hadn’t misremembered the cook’s directions but, after what seemed like forever, she came a large set of doors, carved with books and scrolls. She caught her breath, pushed down the fizz of exuberance and carefully pulled on one of the doors. It swung open easily and she …
She said. “Well I’m here now.” And looked pointedly at the stall’s sign, listing the juices available. Timothy bent a little to peer at her face. “What’s wrong? Who upset you?” She gave him a withering look. “You might have been worried, I don’t know. Your friend thought it was funny to get me lost …
This was inspired by a group chat about Tolkien's house coming up for sale. One of the group members wrote the message below, and it prompted an idea... I wonder if Tolkien haunts it. Like you could leave your book half written and at night his ghost could come and write more of it for …
Anaria’s reaction to the news of her castle assignment was much as Sarah had predicted. After being reassured she wouldn’t be on view or required to do anything other than the simplest food preparation she sighed. “Martha’s going to love having yet another thing to be superior about.” “You might want to point out you’re …
"How many others know who he is?" Lucas asked. "As in his likely rank?" "Yes." Alec replied. "Aunt Aurelia probably has a fair inkling but won't mention it. Nathan knows he's not a run-of-the-mill Stromsmere child and is determinedly refusing to know any more. Mellisande and Nora obviously know his likely country of origin but …
The boy looking across the basketball court at her, liked her. Emma wasn't sure. His stare looked assessing, even suspicious, not admiring. But Sadie knew a lot more about buys than she did, she had three big brothers after all, while Emma had was a much older sister who wasn't around much and didn't have …
The firework display went off without a hitch, and Astrid found herself being coerced into visiting the capital to organise a similar display for upcoming festivals. She refused to promise anything though, not being terribly fond of the fuss and bustle of the royal court. The King only spent three days at Lilyfeld and, as …
About two weeks after the snows had started John and Liam were called out on a task more than a day away through the forest, and when John returned to the cottage two evenings later, he came alone. “The lad’s gone to his family home for a few days, the old man who taught him …
Millie kept to the same pace as the three JourneyMasters, more-or-less. She wondered about Rosalie's surprise over her curiosity about the cane, then flushed scarlet in mortified realisation. They'd thought she wanted to know why the stick was needed. She had been so rude! Edda looked at her as they reached the top of the …
A one-off scene from the above prompt. In a little glade, tucked into the far reaches of the forest, with room for nothing more than a tiny pool, made by a spring of the purest water, there was a soft movement of air. The birds nesting in the trees surrounding the pond tilted their heads …
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