"You should be honored," her mother had said as she bustled about the house, throwing things into a small pack for her to carry with her. "You must be good," her father had said, sitting back in his chair and stroking his beard while a stern look on his face. "Don't mess this up," her older sister had hissed into her ear as she painfully tugged hairbrush t...
© copyright, Raymond Descheneaux, 2019 * In a land to the north that borders the inland sea, legend tells of a powerful man, long ago, who was known as the White King. He was brutal and cruel; from time to time, he and his army would invade a neighboring kingdom and torture, mutilate, and kill all of the men. Increasingly, these principalities were failing...
1. The Queen's Boudoir The King of Verdanland sat quietly chewing viciously on an unlit cigar. Thoughts of recent setbacks in the war with Sardinia plagued his peace. The frontline retreated with each encounter as the enemy army slowly approached pressing toward his capitol. His armaments and soldiers were vastly superior to that of Sardinia, but their numb...
"I ask only that you show mercy, these people have done no wrong here." "And you decide what crimes have or have not been committed against the crown?" Zariah thought about her next words knowing that they must be chosen carefully or she could join the many bodies draining red across the fields. The man before her stood above all others as midnight hair wa...
Ch.12 : Guthelm's Weakness King Charlerion of Pelancir sought audience with his ally King Guthelm of Grumandria. He crossed the central bridge to the west bank of Cromilil, the old centre of the city, now looking less impressive than the east bank where the Pelancirians had been repairing buildings and making the place look as if it was a proud colonial ca...
She didn’t know why she was summoned by the King; all she knew is that he wanted to see her. She dressed carefully in your best dress, making sure that her exquisite cleavage was exposed. She pulled her hair back on the sides, making sure that her curls wouldn’t be in the way of her face when she met him. Carefully dusting herself with a scented powder, and...
At one point in time, in His Majesty's kingdom there lived a small but powerful band of men who would scour the villages taking whatever they pleased and killing all they encountered, so as not to reveal whom they were. One afternoon, during a raid, they had ransacked a small village of only about ten huts. They succeeded in immediately killing all the men...
Although I appreciate the weather in Thailand, I was somehow enticed up to Seoul by a Korean network exec of a rather obscure television network, a Mr. Lee (not his real name [and of course this is completely fictional anyways]). He wanted me to make some interesting historical dramas with sexual themes. A recent Korean supreme court ruling had paved the way...
The King retired to chambers of his own. Several of his kinsmen brought up chest after chest from the hidden library in the ancient dragon-hold, deep beneath the castle. During his time as the Inquisitor, he and Chrysanthemum had spirited many of his old things down into the crypt. He knew Belladonna had communed with the dragon and plundered the wealth once...
As always, my sincerest thanks to Todger65 for helping me edit and Nthusiastic for beta reading and asking good questions! ***** Isonei was nervous as the maids put her in the gown Draeseth had chosen for her to wear when meeting his father. The rich blue gown made her skin look a little healthier and the black and silver flowering vines on the bodice an...