Part 09 - A Coil of Snakes I was there. When Elayne the hand-maiden was made queen for a night, I was there. As always, there's a long and circuitous set of excitements before any event I tell. One of these days I'll learn to tell a story quick, and make it flow fast like clear water in a stream. But where's the fun in that, all over before it begins and...
And now for something completely different! Not sure where this idea came - part Conan style fantasy homage - part my normal incest style story - and much, much more. I'm sure you'll agree this is not my normal fare and I'm looking forward to hearing your thoughts! As always, this is a work of fiction and all characters within are simply figments of my imag...
Hebat XXIIIa or b? In the city of Ephesus, in the Luwian-speaking realm of Arzawa, western Anatolia, 2577 BCE, the early Bronze Age. * * * It is mid-morning, a warm day of early summer. I am practising archery with my friend Tibe in the great courtyard, when a messenger approaches, summoning me to a meeting with my mother the Queen. Stepping out of the...
The act of assigning titles is very confusing but if you are writing an historical period piece, it's extremely important to know who is what. Let's begin! ROYALTY Of course, England is the seat of the monarchy and its highest title is King or Queen. At this time, Queen Elizabeth reigns supreme over England, Ireland, Wales and several other English commonw...
The Compromise Over the next week, I was with Queen Helena at one function after another. She was working with me to help me know what would be expected of me when I became the new queen. I still heard the cruel gossip when Oliver wasn't around, yet the Queen said nothing, as if she didn't hear them. Her training was valuable and I was very grateful for it,...
Meeting His Parents I woke with a start. Something was wrong and I knew it. I had been in this "hospital" room now for about three days. I visited Oliver about five times a day, for my one-hour period with Lara guarding my door to ensure I got every minute of my hour. Yet, for some reason, I knew that deep in my gut, something was wrong. The alarms no longe...
When she awoke, Mona considered avenues to revenge. Mona knew that she would need a witness to her debasement so that King Peter would have more than just her word as evidence. Her ladies in waiting had been locked away, living in luxury but purposely separated from Mona. It did not take long to realize that the groomsman Eric would be a perfect resource. He...
Once upon a very very long time ago, a woodcutter, his wife, and young daughter lived in the forest next to the village that surrounded a beautiful castle. The man was a very very good woodcutter and his wood was highly valued by all of the ladies in the village. Each morning the woodsman would wake and load his wagon. His wife and daughter would give him...
copyright 2000 duana r anderson . . . the lake mirrors the silvery moon whose crystal light shimmers upon her ivory feathers her eyes are darkened by sorrow as memories float like ghosts from the past to haunt her locked into this curse for all eternity she sings a mournful Swan Song for if she cannot be free she would...
(Auther Note: This is the last part of the story of the bastard prince. Please read the previous two parts to understand the story. Enjoy) Chapter Seven: In the Temple of the Ten Gods Prince Edward walked through the dark passages of his father’s magnificent city. The terrible images of the deeds he did in the last two days kept haunting him; the moaning f...