Thanks for joining me! This is my 2018 NaNoWriMo story. I was going to just write it and save it on my Microsoft Word program, but I decided to create a blog for it. So, I can't be all "Oh, I don't have that computer with me. I guess I can't work on my Nano … Continue reading The Journey Begins
Asree followed him to his bedroom. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it on the bed. "Find my covert, serf, and dress me." She unloaded her armful of weapons on the bed and bowed. "Of course, my Lord." *** He watched her as she went from dresser to closet, pulling out his assortment of … Continue reading Chapter 64 – A Question Goes Unanswered.
"Serf!" Asree stopped. "I did not say you could leave. Come back here. Now." She toyed with thoughts of disobedience. But there would be a price to pay. A price I do not want to pay. She returned to the aisle. His ears flicked. "We are not done here, serf." "I have a name and … Continue reading Chapter 63 – Lord Deama’s Favorite Weapon
Lord Glorna trembled. He sat down on his chair before he could fall to his knees. Eina entered the room. "Hey! I..." He rushed to his brother's side. "What's wrong? Are you hurt? Are you sick?" Glorna rubbed his arms. "Do I look sick?" Eina tilted his head. "A little." "I saw Deama." "Oh." "It's … Continue reading Chapter 62 – Can You Feel The Awkwardness Tonight?
"Deama." Glorna stood in front of her. His hologrammed self wouldn't be much of a shield, but he clearly wasn't thinking about that. "It's been a long time." Asree rose to her feet. As much as she appreciated Glorna's chivalrous gesture, she knew that he could do nothing to protect her. She stepped in between … Continue reading Chapter 61 – “Can We Begin Again?” Nope.
Asree put the clean dishes into the cabinet. They sat there, so neat and well-ordered. Each stacked on top of the other. Their rims spaced so evenly apart. Precise. Perfect. Orderly. Asree's mind was the complete and exact opposite. Every time she tried to think about Lord Glorna, Deama's face would appear. Deama's voice echoed … Continue reading Chapter 60 – Asree In The Weapons Room
Lord Deama rose from his seat. Only to sit back down. No. I am not going to her again. It'll make me look like some desperate fool, which I am not. I'll wait her out. Let's see her come crawling to me for a change. His ears flattened in a relaxed position. It would be … Continue reading Chapter 59 – A Serf’s Request
"Losing your mind..." Callie fidgeted. "That's a pretty bleak void for you to jump into. Are you sure you aren't overreacting?" He shot a harsh glare at her. "I know my own mind, Callie. I know when it's right and when it's wrong and when..." His hostility faded. "I don't know." "Jack, everyone has dreams … Continue reading Chapter 58 – A Jack And Callie Heart-To-Heart Moment.