It's been another week of rain and sun. Another week of triumphs and disappointments. And I did not get my photos taken after all. But I will. At some point.
Anyway, it's time once again for Weekend Writing Warriors and eight sentences from my WIP medieval novel The DeFord Chronicles, Part II. One of these days I'll give you an excerpt from the one that came before it, but today is not that day.
Random scrolling commencing in three...two...one...and we have landed in Chapter 27, where King Phillip's council are meeting regarding the threats against the royal family. The observation that the villian must be a nobleman due to the reading and writing involved in the plot has led to a few jokes (trust me it makes sense in context)--but one man is not laughing. The very night before this meeting Stanley St. Robert's daughter Lilia died as a result of one of the attacks.
Lord St. Robert stood up and viewed his fellow nobles with disgust. “Amusing though we all find murder and treason to be, I suggest we put our efforts into finding the bastard responsible, rather than jesting about it. And I shall start by openly swearing that if I find any man in this room has been tied in any way to the plot against our king I will personally cut off his head.” He stalked from the room without his majesty’s leave.
Several of the others rose at the insult to their sovereign, but Phillip waved them back to their seats. “Let him go. Lord St. Robert is not himself, and we all know why. I shall add that if any of my council is involved, I shall be only too happy to write the warrants for his arrest and execution, after Lord St. Robert has accomplished the latter; for I do not think my pen as swift as his blade.”
The king is right about that too. Stanley was the best swordsman in his army during the revolution. He's not a man to cross. That's all for me this week. I'll see you around as I visit some of my favorite authors for Weekend Writing Warriors.
Anyway, it's time once again for Weekend Writing Warriors and eight sentences from my WIP medieval novel The DeFord Chronicles, Part II. One of these days I'll give you an excerpt from the one that came before it, but today is not that day.
Random scrolling commencing in three...two...one...and we have landed in Chapter 27, where King Phillip's council are meeting regarding the threats against the royal family. The observation that the villian must be a nobleman due to the reading and writing involved in the plot has led to a few jokes (trust me it makes sense in context)--but one man is not laughing. The very night before this meeting Stanley St. Robert's daughter Lilia died as a result of one of the attacks.
Lord St. Robert stood up and viewed his fellow nobles with disgust. “Amusing though we all find murder and treason to be, I suggest we put our efforts into finding the bastard responsible, rather than jesting about it. And I shall start by openly swearing that if I find any man in this room has been tied in any way to the plot against our king I will personally cut off his head.” He stalked from the room without his majesty’s leave.
Several of the others rose at the insult to their sovereign, but Phillip waved them back to their seats. “Let him go. Lord St. Robert is not himself, and we all know why. I shall add that if any of my council is involved, I shall be only too happy to write the warrants for his arrest and execution, after Lord St. Robert has accomplished the latter; for I do not think my pen as swift as his blade.”
The king is right about that too. Stanley was the best swordsman in his army during the revolution. He's not a man to cross. That's all for me this week. I'll see you around as I visit some of my favorite authors for Weekend Writing Warriors.
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