April Flowers Prompt #20, Sinking Feeling
Title: Sinking Feeling
Author: mrstater
Rating & Warnings: rated G
Characters/ Pairing: Betriz
Prompt: #20, picture of a hillside fortress
Format & Word Count: drabble.5, 150 words
Summary: The Zangre proves not to be all Betriz expected.
When Betriz first beholds the Zangre, she floats on the power and grandeur of the citadel, which washes over her with the same promises of adulthood and independence she'd felt during her recent swimming lessons with Cazaril. To think that she, the daughter of a minor country nobleman, should live here, in such close quarters with the royal family! The gods have showered her with good fortune.
Then she sees the ruined tower.
Even before Cazaril tells her the greusome story of Roya Fonza's death magic, her buoyant mood sinks under a sudden, oppressive swell that floods her with the sensation of being trapped underwater. This is an ill-fated place. She wants to turn around and go back home to Valenda, but she can't seem to swim.
She draws close to Cazaril, as to a life preserver or an anchor, as a crow's warning caw pierces the complacent afternoon air.
Author: mrstater
Rating & Warnings: rated G
Characters/ Pairing: Betriz
Prompt: #20, picture of a hillside fortress
Format & Word Count: drabble.5, 150 words
Summary: The Zangre proves not to be all Betriz expected.
When Betriz first beholds the Zangre, she floats on the power and grandeur of the citadel, which washes over her with the same promises of adulthood and independence she'd felt during her recent swimming lessons with Cazaril. To think that she, the daughter of a minor country nobleman, should live here, in such close quarters with the royal family! The gods have showered her with good fortune.
Then she sees the ruined tower.
Even before Cazaril tells her the greusome story of Roya Fonza's death magic, her buoyant mood sinks under a sudden, oppressive swell that floods her with the sensation of being trapped underwater. This is an ill-fated place. She wants to turn around and go back home to Valenda, but she can't seem to swim.
She draws close to Cazaril, as to a life preserver or an anchor, as a crow's warning caw pierces the complacent afternoon air.