A Gathering Storm in the Castle in the Air

by kwatz

Gabrielle moved through the gathering like a wildfire through a field, flashing a blazing smile as she passed. The men tried unsuccessfully to hide their lustful glances while their women favored her with equally intense smoldering stares. Patiently waiting behind an elderly couple, she finally found herself tete-a-tete with the man of the hour.

“Your majesty,” she curtseyed. Vale remained in the shadowed balcony, unwilling as of yet to test the extent of Roland’s memory. She could feel his eyes upon them.

“You!” he exclaimed, one hand moving to his pocket.

So that’s where he holds the key, she thought.

“I don’t recall your name,” he said, recovering, ”...or face. Something I surely should.”

“Gabrielle, your highness,” she said. “I was not in the castle when you left…on your journey. I am, of course, your loyal subject.”

Everyone here is loyal. One would be a fool to be otherwise. His regained powers fill the yard like a gathering storm. I am a fool. He should never have left the dungeon.

Comments

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  1. A Gathering Storm in the Castle in the Air

    John Perkins' Buddy Icon John Perkins

    Posted 4 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I see the two of you are taking my suggestion to pop out two of these per day each.

  2. A Gathering Storm in the Castle in the Air

    John Perkins' Buddy Icon John Perkins

    Posted 4 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Also, I think you meant “like a gathering storm.” Other than that, great work.

  3. A Gathering Storm in the Castle in the Air

    thebetweenspace's Buddy Icon thebetweenspace

    Posted 3 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Quite interesting… I’m still wrapping my head around recent developments, but is she trying to play Jacques and Roland against each other? She seems to realize a tactical error in releasing him. I wonder what the repercussions will be.

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