I knew it wasn't the truth as soon as he uttered the words.
“You mind running that by me again, sir?” I
folded my arms, giving the man another chance.
He turned away, still looking down. Did his
head shake ever so slightly? I was sure of it as I called the guards in.
“Yeah, I didn’t think so, sir. Now, if you
please, I believe you have an appointment.” I waved towards the guards that
were coming towards the peasant.
The man’s head looked up at me instantly,
even daring to look into my eyes. His shoulder length wisps of hair were wet
with sweat. Was it really so hard to say something that would just receive the
answer no?
“I know that you don’t like me, just as I
don’t like you. And even if you are the queen of my land, that doesn’t mean I
can’t come in here and ask for your forgiveness over what I’ve said about you,”
The man’s hat was inside of tightened knuckles.
“No,” I pushed the crown just a bit up my
head, presenting the honor I held.
And the Pinterest entry, I will be using these three pictures:
"One of the hardest parts of life is deciding whether to walk away or try harder." How true his words were I realized. But this was for the best, it had to be. Was it? I looked around. The stone steps looked thousands of years old. I touched the tips of the black crown. "Queen of the dark, that's all you'll ever be queen of," the children's taunts didn't seem as painful any more. In fact I just laughed. Queen of the dark, perfect. That's exactly what I'll be. But not just physical dark. But also the other dark that takes people and never lets them go. And now I saw that the easier thing to do was to walk away... and come back leading the dark ones.
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abrielle lindsay
Ohh, good entries TW. Good job!
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Really like both of your prompts TW!!! :-)
ReplyDeleteI really like your entries! You always write such good stories. :)
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