[Fanfic] Old Kingdom drabbles (part 13)
Title: Flirt
Prompt: 63 Summer
The crickets chirped in the late afternoon sun. The Duke sat astride his dun colored horse, gazing out over the grassland. He turned to his companion. “Your Majesty, it is long past the best hours hunt. It will be dark before we know it.”
“You are correct.” She gave him a coquettish look, “Is there enough game for dinner?”
He gave her a heartly laugh, “If your Majesty were any better, there would be no game left and we would be fed through the winter.”
He gave her a sidelong look, “And the dessert will be specially prepared by myself.”
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Title: Training
Prompt: 2 Middles
Ellimere tried not to glance at the timepiece with impatience but it took every spare ounce of self-control. She knew that it would say that they were still in the middle of the lesson.
The rest was devoted to not strangling the dance teacher. She didn't see the point in learning a dance from so far away. There'd never been any record of anyone visiting the Old Kingdom from there or even visiting that country. She despised the useless information.
Ellimere much preferred studying charter magic. In fact, she hated to be disturbed in the middle of studying it.
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Title: Blood
Prompt: 33 Too Much
Desperately, the healer tried to stem the flow of blood from the man before her. Even unconscious, he tightly clenched the clapper of a silver bell.
Gingerly, she moved his arm to look at his chest. Cutting off a gasp at the sight of the gaping wound, she began to cast healing marks.
She was arrested moments later by a hand grabbing her wrist.
The Abhorsen looked up at her with sad eyes and gave a strained shake of his head. “Don't. Save your energy for those who can be saved.” Then, closing his eyes, he put the bell away.
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Title: Sky
Prompt: 15 Blue
The the paperwing fly higher into the sky, the blues becoming deeper and deeper. The Abhorsen glanced around the sky, keeping a lookout for any danger. Even at this height, there was still that chance.
A little thing he noticed and now began to appreciate was that the blue of the paperwing actually began to blend with the sky at these heights. Even the silver keys seemed muted.
He knew that the Abhorsen that created the paperwings probably did not have that in mind. The colors had been a part of the line since the Beginning. That would not change.
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Title: Poison
Prompt: 59 Food
The dishwasher chuckled quietly to himself. The months spent making himself invisible in the general bustle of the kitchen paid off. Simmering in the soup was a concoction of herbs that would kill the King and his Queen while they slept.
Kerrigor may be dead but he would always be a loyal servant.
He jumped when a hand grabbed his shoulder. He jumped and twisted around quickly to see who touched him.
It was the head chef, smiling at him. “I understand about wanting to be more than a dishwasher.” He held up a spoon, “Care to taste your work?”
Prompt: 63 Summer
The crickets chirped in the late afternoon sun. The Duke sat astride his dun colored horse, gazing out over the grassland. He turned to his companion. “Your Majesty, it is long past the best hours hunt. It will be dark before we know it.”
“You are correct.” She gave him a coquettish look, “Is there enough game for dinner?”
He gave her a heartly laugh, “If your Majesty were any better, there would be no game left and we would be fed through the winter.”
He gave her a sidelong look, “And the dessert will be specially prepared by myself.”
--
Title: Training
Prompt: 2 Middles
Ellimere tried not to glance at the timepiece with impatience but it took every spare ounce of self-control. She knew that it would say that they were still in the middle of the lesson.
The rest was devoted to not strangling the dance teacher. She didn't see the point in learning a dance from so far away. There'd never been any record of anyone visiting the Old Kingdom from there or even visiting that country. She despised the useless information.
Ellimere much preferred studying charter magic. In fact, she hated to be disturbed in the middle of studying it.
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Title: Blood
Prompt: 33 Too Much
Desperately, the healer tried to stem the flow of blood from the man before her. Even unconscious, he tightly clenched the clapper of a silver bell.
Gingerly, she moved his arm to look at his chest. Cutting off a gasp at the sight of the gaping wound, she began to cast healing marks.
She was arrested moments later by a hand grabbing her wrist.
The Abhorsen looked up at her with sad eyes and gave a strained shake of his head. “Don't. Save your energy for those who can be saved.” Then, closing his eyes, he put the bell away.
--
Title: Sky
Prompt: 15 Blue
The the paperwing fly higher into the sky, the blues becoming deeper and deeper. The Abhorsen glanced around the sky, keeping a lookout for any danger. Even at this height, there was still that chance.
A little thing he noticed and now began to appreciate was that the blue of the paperwing actually began to blend with the sky at these heights. Even the silver keys seemed muted.
He knew that the Abhorsen that created the paperwings probably did not have that in mind. The colors had been a part of the line since the Beginning. That would not change.
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Title: Poison
Prompt: 59 Food
The dishwasher chuckled quietly to himself. The months spent making himself invisible in the general bustle of the kitchen paid off. Simmering in the soup was a concoction of herbs that would kill the King and his Queen while they slept.
Kerrigor may be dead but he would always be a loyal servant.
He jumped when a hand grabbed his shoulder. He jumped and twisted around quickly to see who touched him.
It was the head chef, smiling at him. “I understand about wanting to be more than a dishwasher.” He held up a spoon, “Care to taste your work?”