The story continues as Maerwynn and Prince Kurt begin to plan their wedding, whether they want to or not.
As mayor of this town I am forced to-- ...I have decided on my own free will to be responsible and keep a record of the folks who have lived and are currently living in my town. Welp... Here it is... In alphabetical order and everything! ...Dumb Isabelle... Making me do this, who does she think she is?
The sun was setting as Arthur and Derreck sat in the back yard of Arthur’s home, casually chatting. Derreck was wrapping up some sort of joke that Arthur just did not seem to understand when Stacy walked outside. “I’m going to put on dinner soon. Derreck, will you be eating with us?” She asked with … Continue reading Something About Proposals
So this is Boston... He thought as he gazed over the ship's railings. As he walked to the gangplank, his dream still lingered on in his mind. It had been nearly 10 years since he had last seen John. As he departed from the boat, he looked at his reflection in the harbor waters. He wasn’t the same child anymore. Would he be able to recognize John after all these years?
Rebekah slipped the note under George’s pillow. She felt a straining guilt in doing so, but she had no choice. It was what was best for her family and their country-- For their freedom.
So I met the King and Queen briefly after the prince and my dance, and tomorrow morning I’ll be dining with them. The King seems like a nice guy, but I’m pretty sure the queen had some suspicions of me.
“So are you going to the Prince’s ball?” One girl asked. “I don’t know if I should...” The other replied. A party? That sounds fun. “Why not? Every eligible woman in the kingdom has been invited!” “I know, but I don’t know if I want to be picked as the Prince’s bride! That’s such a big decision to make!” So I guess the prince of Runeswick is looking for a wife. I guess I shouldn’t go then. Not that I’d get picked anyway, but still, I don’t want to look like I’m trying. “Oh, think of it! Living in the palace, butlers and maids at your every beckon-whim--” ...Keep talking. “Oh, stop now, you know I wouldn’t marry for any of that fancy living!” I would! I jumped out of my seat and walked over to the two ladies.
“Now, now, ladies, Prince Kurt will greet all of you one at a time. Please be patient.” Perfect! This was my chance! All the girls scattered away as an Elven gentleman in a fancy suit shooed them off. I started to sneak in closer, though I tripped over this darned ball gown on my way over. I caught myself before I could hit the floor, but still, hope no one saw that.
I am not doing a good job with this. I've been so busy, and I haven't even gotten to the good part yet. I mean, I'm almost there, but... Yeah. I don't think I'm going to hit 50,000 words by the end of the month. I can still keep this up for the year, though. … Continue reading National Novel Writing Month Progress (Week 3)
Some more progress on my novel for National Novel Writing Month.