Time for another Weekend Writing Warriors snippet. Every Sunday, I join a bunch of writers through a blog hop and post an 8-10 sentence snippet of my current project. You can click on the link to see what everyone else is up to.
I realized that I forgot to add myself to the WeWriWa list last week, so check out snippet 39 if you want to catch up. At this point of the scene, Gilly has finally found Althod’s quarters and waits for her opportune moment to strike.
“What are these?” Althod said, pointing at the neatly folded linens next to Gilly.
“They’re sheets, my lord,” Gilly said, surprised she spoke loud enough to hear her own voice.
“These have dirt and dust all over them,” he said accusingly. “Are there not enough washing women to produce clean sheets?”
Gilly tried to stammer out an apology, but met a bejeweled slap across her face instead. She felt an intense sting stretch across her face, and it felt as though her skin was slightly scorched.
“I deserve to sleep on clean sheets, not something fit for some sleazy strumpet,” Althod said, kicked aside the sheets with a furious edge to his voice. Gilly tried not to react to the sting; yet noticed that two rings on his right hand were not embellished at all—and those rings were the ones she came all this way for.
“If the sheets displease you, my lord,” Gilly said with a leashed tension in her voice, “then I will gladly dispose of them.”
And with that, she held out her hand and sang a quick alto tempo, which torched the pile of costly linens and left a pile of ash crumbling through her fingers.
We’ll see if she showed her hand prematurely. Until then, check out other snippets here. You can also learn more about the novel, Destiny Seeker, here. Don’t forget to comment below if you’ve got a snippet to share as well! Compliments and constructive insight are equally welcome.