Category: Writing

Are you going to ask him about the terrible thing? Yes, I am. There is no telling what else could be there, and you know we are both feeling compelled to go back. I don’t want to go there again, but you’re right. There is something about that place that calls to me for a…
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Lord Red watched as Deneve disappeared before his eyes. His heart dropped when she didn’t reappear by teleporting herself back. She didn’t look too good when she reached out to steady herself on the pillar. He ignored the feeling of panic that started to race through him and studied the room, looking for any clue…
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Kayal’s grip on Deneve hadn’t loosened, and his gaze turned hard, “The more important question is why you didn’t leave?” “I don’t know,” Deneve admitted. “It just didn’t seem right. I wasn’t trying to deceive you, but….” “You’re in a strange situation,” Kayal said, “And you want what is best for Mediah.” “Yes. My primary…
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It had been a week since Deneve had woken, and her fever finally broke three days later, but Kayal kept Deneve in his private rooms. He had slept in an adjoining room, leaving her with his bed. Even a fallen Prince seemed to have privileges and luxuries everyday folks didn’t. They were sharing dinner when…
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Deneve woke up in an unfamiliar bed. Sitting up to take in her surroundings she realized, she was alone and someone had dressed her in a tunic. The dizziness she had been feeling had all but faded. What was that terrible feeling! I was going to die! Thankfully we didn’t but more importantly, where are…
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They found the old Valencian Castle with no issue. It was so beautiful but empty. Lord Red thought it was indeed a waste. As they passed through the beautiful overgrown courtyards and wall mosaics, they quickly realized they missed something. “I think we need to retrace our steps,” Deneve said thoughtfully, taking a drink from…
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As they looked around, the dimly lit small chamber they were in had several doors at some point, but most were blocked or caved in. “We should probably take that one,” Deneve pointed to an open doorway that had light coming from it. “It does seem like the most logical place,” Lord Red agreed. They…
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After the King and Manmehan left, Saya and Barhan were awkwardly apologizing, but Deneve didn’t have it.  “Just stop, both of you.” Deneve sighed, “You both planned on using me for this end, along with those other two.”  They both looked at her guiltily, not denying it. “Whatever it’s done now so long as Mediah…
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Deneve knew something shifty was going on when Barhan showed up a few days after her encounter with Manmehan. Then Saya had asked for her to meet with her at the Palace. After that, a summons from the King came. Instead of doing what everyone wanted and run around after these people like some simpleton,…
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