Part 1 of this piece is here.

For those who need to ration time or spoons, this part runs to 2,055 words.

Mrs Hedges ducked back into the family throng and emerged in good order with her husband. “My husband, Mr Thomas Hedges, your highness.”

“Mr Hedges.”

“Prince Ramanchuk.” Mr Hedges, a shorter man than any of his male relatives with a moustache ( Read more... )

rrI wrote this to natalief's prompt "I would like to remind you that Vertigo is, as Wikipedia says, "Not to be confused with acrophobia, an extreme or irrational fear of heights.""

It is broken into two parts and Part 1 runs to 2,335 words.

“Excuse me, miss, but are you all right?”

The foreign accented male voice was unfamiliar, so Millie opened her eyes ( Read more... )