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I’m back for a second time this month. How have you been this week?

Perhaps by the time this post goes live, I’ll have thought of something more creative to put right here. Whether I have or not, I’m glad to see you and hope you’re doing well. 🙂

Much love to our gracious hostess, Emily Witt.

Math: double the month = 2 x 7 = 14 paragraphs (under 550 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. Owns one piece of clothing: trousers.

Necessary Context

  • Tai’s POV
  • Very rough drafty, oodles of adverbs.
  • Also mangled a bit to avoid spoilers.

“Let us go inside.” Father’s voice cut through the tense moment. “I am preparing a feast because I have my son back.” He enveloped Taiamuk in one of his big hugs then held him at arm’s length. “But how?”

Taiamuk knew his answering smile made him look like a lovestruck teenager, but he made no attempt to cover it. “I’ll show you.”

More questions flew at him. He waved them aside. Nervousness he wasn’t accustomed to mingled with his excitement as he bounded down the stairs without a thought toward dignity. The footman moved to open the carriage door. “Allow me.” He yanked the door open a little too eagerly.

Arvid sat in the dead center of the carriage seat, looking straight ahead with her jaw set. He recognized the expression as the one she wore when she felt compelled to suppress tears. Taming his excitement, he reached in a hand.

Her features snapped into a neutral expression. She handed him his travel pack rather than her hand. He laughed and slung it over his shoulder while she adjusted hers.

Zedeleam laughed, mocking. “Is your traveling companion too frightened to join us, Taiamuk?”

“My travelling companion,” he called back, “fears nothing.” He glanced at Zedeleam’s dress, the latest fashion, no doubt, and entirely unpractical. “But she hasn’t seen your gown, yet.”

Mother and the men burst out laughing. Zedeleam’s smile stayed in place, but her head titled to the right, a sure sign his remark irritated her. She likely forced an army of servants to help her get into that monstrosity when she heard he entered the city.

Tikaleam rolled her eyes, feigning exasperation. “You’re home five minutes and already you’re teasing poor Zedeleam. Just like old t—” Her mouth froze open and the laughing stopped.

Arvid had stepped out of the carriage. The crowd took in her silken black hair and dark skin, and then every set of eyes landed on her weapons and widened in shock. Not a single person on the terrace maintained poise. Arvid looked back at them, her face a perfect mask of neutrality and her posture dignified. She saw every detail, he knew, and probably looked for battle strengths and weaknesses out of habit.

He made no effort at hiding his pride when he looked at her. Rather than lifting her hand or offering his arm, as to escort a noblewoman, he wove his fingers with hers, a clear signal to everyone watching. She glanced at him, expression unreadable except for the slight darkening of her cheeks. He doubted anyone else noticed her endearing blush, but he saw it and it gratified him.

“Come, Ayrvid.”

She faced the awaiting crowd and let him guide her up the stairs to his father.  “Your Majesty, may I present the Nairi ambassador, the beautiful warrior who broke my enchantment, who comes to seek our aid in releasing her people from a terrible fate, Ayrvid.” Slower, he said, “Ayrvid, this is my father, leader of our people.”

She wiggled her fingers free of his, crossed her wrists on her chest, knelt on both knees, and bowed with her forehead to the ground. Zedeleam and Tikaleam burst into laughter.


To join WIPpet Wednesday…

Holding Hands by KgTheOctopus. Click on the picture to go to the original.

Holding Hands by KgTheOctopus. Click on the picture to go to the original.

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