#8 Sunday: Post 3

The school year in Korea just started, which means I’ve had two busy weeks of meeting new students, settling the grade one middle schoolers into their lessons, and showing my new co-teacher around the school. With everything going on, I missed last week’s #8Sunday challenge, but am back at it again this week! Hopefully, things will start to fall into a regular routine soon, and making time to write will come more easily.

As always, you can visit Weekend Writing Warriors to join the community, discover new writers, and enjoy some great pieces from others participating in the #8Sunday challenge.

This week, my 8 sentence snippet is from a moment almost immediately following the King’s death (#8Sunday: Post 2). In this scene, the Queen and the (now deceased) King of Alba’s older brother, Aeneas, discuss the Queen’s eldest daughter, Sheila. For reasons unknown to most, Sheila cannot legally inherit the throne; the Queen and Aeneas discuss whether or not to reveal this truth in light of the King’s untimely death.

“Then,” continued Aeneas slowly, “I see no reason to inform Sheila, or anyone else, otherwise. There are only three people in Alba who know that Sheila cannot, by natural laws, be Aiodh’s heir, and two of them are in this room. No one else needs to know.”

“The Gods will know,” whispered Gwencalon quietly.

“There are no Gods!” Aeneas yelled; he stood abruptly from his chair and threw the crystal tumbler into the fire, its flames bursting brightly.

Silence filled  the room as Aeneas breathed heavily, his face contorted in grief and rage.

Gwencalon said nothing as Aeneas bowed his head and leaned his hand on the fireplace mantle.

“How can you still believe in the Gods after my brother’s death,” he asked, his voice thick with emotion, “how?”

I hope you enjoyed this little look into the aftermath of the King’s death; next week, if all goes well, I’ll be able to shed some more light on this situation! Thanks for stopping by ^-^

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8 replies

    • Thanks, for both the writing critique and the luck! At the time of this scene the third person, Sheila, is only 10 years old; because of this, she doesn’t have too much to say on the situation…yet.

  1. So much emotion in this snippet, along with the deep plot layers. A minor nit – “silence rang” -can silence ‘ring’? That seemed contradictory and stopped me for a moment, but excellent excerpt.

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