Here's the cover for the next chapter of Friends and Enemies, which will be done very soon.
The first part of Chapter Three: Secrets, Traitors and Rings
Willow was half-sleeping. She was half awake/half asleep. There were whispers, footsteps, the clunk of a door closing and...
Willow jolted out of half-sleep and sat up quickly.
"We know that no one is here, Emmeth and that Sir Richard are at the capital. No one will disturb us," a male voice assured.
Wondering if that someone was talking to her, Willow snatched her horn off of the washstand and pressed herself silently against the door to her room.
"Are you absolutely sure, Ketennith? What if you're caught? How will you talk your way out of that?" Another male voice, cold and stern, demanded.
"Hah! There's no one to catch me here! This place is only known to Rebels, and no others are here tonight," scoffed Ketennith.
After pulling on her cloak and tugging the hood over her head, Willow edged the door open as silently as she could, then tiptoed barefooted to the carved stone railing overlooking the large open room where the speakers undoubtedly were. Leaning her right shoulder against the railing, she peered down to see what these traitors-okay, they might not be traitors, but still-looked like.
Willow jolted out of half-sleep and sat up quickly.
"We know that no one is here, Emmeth and that Sir Richard are at the capital. No one will disturb us," a male voice assured.
Wondering if that someone was talking to her, Willow snatched her horn off of the washstand and pressed herself silently against the door to her room.
"Are you absolutely sure, Ketennith? What if you're caught? How will you talk your way out of that?" Another male voice, cold and stern, demanded.
"Hah! There's no one to catch me here! This place is only known to Rebels, and no others are here tonight," scoffed Ketennith.
After pulling on her cloak and tugging the hood over her head, Willow edged the door open as silently as she could, then tiptoed barefooted to the carved stone railing overlooking the large open room where the speakers undoubtedly were. Leaning her right shoulder against the railing, she peered down to see what these traitors-okay, they might not be traitors, but still-looked like.
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What do you think of it? What do you think of the story of Friends and Enemies so far?
From the parts that I've read, I think that "Friends and Enemies" is a wonderful tale! Keep up the good work, Willow.
ReplyDeletexo Leslie Violet
Thank you, Leslie!
Delete~Willow