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Drives me nuts not to have one.

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Mirth and Music Monday is a weekly blog hop to help cheer up your return to the daily grind. Click on the cute blue froggy to the right to find more procrastination fodder fun or join in. Joining is easy. Find something funny and something musical to post of your blog (they can be the same video) and link up. My thanks to Rose D’Andrea for being an awesome MMM hostess!

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HI!!!

How is everyone?

Life got crazy there for a bit. I’m back, though, hopefully consistently.

I’m jumping right in where I left off.

Much love to our gracious hostess, Emily Witt.

Math: last two digits of the year – first digit of the year = 16 – 2 = 14 paragraphs (under 400 words)

Character descriptions:

Arvid 5’6″, dark copper skin, long brown hair, brown eyes, gymnast’s build.

Taiamuk 6’3″, long red hair, gray eyes, a multitude of freckles, numerous scars, muscles a la young Jackie Chan. Notable scars include three stab wounds on his right side and a long, horizontal gash across his chest.

Tikaleam 5’4ish”, ankle-length, red hair that’s a couple shades lighter than Tai’s and worn in two long braids, rosy cheeks but no freckles, bluish-gray eyes.

Zedeleam 5’5ish”, ankle-length, rich brown hair, also in two long braids, blue eyes, voluptuous hourglass figure, perpetually has the come hither in her eye.

Chishemuk 5’11ish”, long light brown hair, light brown eyes, clearly strong but with a touch of padding.

Necessary Context

  • Tai has just brought Arvid home to meet the family.
  • The women on Tai’s arms are Tikaleam (his sister) and Zedeleam (his ex).
  • Very rough drafty.
  • Chishemuk is currently escorting Arvid. He took advantage of her flimsy command of his language to sneak a double entendre into the conversation.
  • Tai POV.

He looked over his shoulder. As he expected, Chishemuk put his mouth close to Arvid’s ear, almost touching, to whisper something. Arvid’s features remained immobile, betraying none of the disgust she must feel. Right? She disliked Chishemuk’s attention. Didn’t she?

He searched his old list of polite excuses, something to free him from Tikaleam and especially Zedeleam. Nothing brilliant or suave came to mind, not a single bit of pretty nonsense. One practical reason, however, marched to the forefront of his mind like an overzealous patrolman.

“Father?”

Father smiled at him. “Yes, Son?”

“My Lady Arvid and I left the Petsuchos only four days ago, and we traveled on foot.”

Mother gasped. “Taiamuk! You don’t mean you forced that poor girl to keep up that grueling pace.”

Tikaleam slapped his arm, not hard. “Cad.”

“Hmm.” Father’s brows drew together as he studied Arvid. “She doesn’t look tired.”

Taiamuk caught his step-mother’s eye and flicked his gaze toward Father. She caught the hint. “Nonsense. She’s merely being polite. Hold the feast for a day or two, my king. Allow Taiamuk and his guest to recover. I’ll call a servant to see her to a room.”

Chishemuk ran his fingertips up the inside of Arvid’s forearm. Casual smile in place, Taiamuk eased away from Tikaleam and Zedeleam. “Allow me to see to it, as I brought her here.”

He gave them no time to answer. Three long strides put him on Arvid’s right. “Ayrvid, you are tired?”

Three heartbeats passed before she answered. “Yes.”

He understood. The long walk amounted to nothing compared to the crowd of people and the disappointment she felt in failing to greet his father. “Come.” Careful to avoid hurting her, he lifted the hand of her lamed arm and slipped it into the crook of his elbow. He held his smile, but he looked a warning at Chishemuk. “Good night, Chishemuk.”

Chishemuk quirked his brows, then, with a knowing smile, stepped away from Arvid. “Good night, Taiamuk.” He inclined his head toward Arvid. “Ambassador.” His eyes dipped to her weapon belt. When they met Tai’s, they glistened with mischief. “Sleep well, Your Highness.”

I don’t have a picture for this week, but if you have the time, here’s a funny video.

To join WIPpet Wednesday…

  1. Post a snippet of your WIP that relates to the date
  2. Thank Emily Witt
  3. Link up here
  4. Enjoy good writing

MMM – If I Had You

MMM

HI!

I’m back and trying to get this blog going again. I might be slow about it, but I’m gonna try.

I broke my silence with a re post of an old story about devoted love. I’m continuing that theme for my Mirth and Music Monday post. Enjoy!

Heads up: It’s a little risqué in places.

Much love to our beautiful blog hop hostess, Rose D’Andrea. To join the fun, click on the froggy to the right.

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