drabble: Cleaning up
Title: Cleaning Up
Author: Ldrofscrats
Idea: Fighting
Notes: This actually takes place right after the fight but I think it still fits, next weekend I'll see if I can write the fight that took place write before this. Note - this is done with original characters in an original setting.
“It is done!”
She looked over the man who said that as she wiped her small throwing knife clean, done? They had finished fighting, but they were by no means done.
“I am sure the new king will give you a high rank.”
At this she stopped cleaning her knife, “And I suppose you will become an advisor? That the crowds will welcome you and this new King with open arms?”
Samuel stopped whatever he was going to say, his arms dropping from their previous waving. His voice was slightly confused as he replied, “Well, yes? Why? What is wrong with that thought?”
“Hmm, so, who will this new King be?” Raine could not believe the stupidity of some men.
Samuel gave her a look and smiled, “Who else but Trent? Did you know he is the bastard child of the cousin of the King. Isn’t it perfect? Everyone should accept him without trouble.”
“Right.” Putting her knife away Raine stood and shook her head, they truly were stupid if they thought that would work. “I am going to town, night.” She gave them a month. By then everything would be falling apart so badly they would need help.
“Wait! But what about this mess? You need to help-“
“I am not your Queen, this is not my problem.”
Author: Ldrofscrats
Idea: Fighting
Notes: This actually takes place right after the fight but I think it still fits, next weekend I'll see if I can write the fight that took place write before this. Note - this is done with original characters in an original setting.
“It is done!”
She looked over the man who said that as she wiped her small throwing knife clean, done? They had finished fighting, but they were by no means done.
“I am sure the new king will give you a high rank.”
At this she stopped cleaning her knife, “And I suppose you will become an advisor? That the crowds will welcome you and this new King with open arms?”
Samuel stopped whatever he was going to say, his arms dropping from their previous waving. His voice was slightly confused as he replied, “Well, yes? Why? What is wrong with that thought?”
“Hmm, so, who will this new King be?” Raine could not believe the stupidity of some men.
Samuel gave her a look and smiled, “Who else but Trent? Did you know he is the bastard child of the cousin of the King. Isn’t it perfect? Everyone should accept him without trouble.”
“Right.” Putting her knife away Raine stood and shook her head, they truly were stupid if they thought that would work. “I am going to town, night.” She gave them a month. By then everything would be falling apart so badly they would need help.
“Wait! But what about this mess? You need to help-“
“I am not your Queen, this is not my problem.”