Because for the last few months I haven’t been particularly generous with my WIPpet contributions, here is a slightly longer excerpt. Be happy and join us!
So today is the 15th and I have for you the beginning of chapter 15. Once again, not a happy part of the story. Kara has gone to war against a Northern invasion force. She has with her a posse of friends, including Laney, her friend from childhood, and Meg, who was once a maid at the palace.
The subject of Karavere’s search looked up from her discussion with Meg, ‘Yes?’
‘May I speak with you?’ she glanced at Meg, ‘Alone?’
‘Of course.’ Laney stood, sparing a puzzled glance for Kara. Her friend was normally unflappable to the extent of being obnoxious. Laney could not recall a time when she had last seen Kara looking so vulnerable. ‘I have a room in the west wing. We should not be disturbed there.’
Dragging her steps, hoping to delay the inevitable, Karavere followed Laney to the shoebox of a room where she slept. With both of them inside, seated with crossed legs on the palette, there was no room to swing a mouse let alone a cat.
‘Laney…there is…I….’ the tears leaked from the corners of Kara’s eyes, ‘Oh, gods, Laney, I’m so, so, sorry.’
Laney felt dread creep up from her stomach. It sunk into her bones and filled her throat with its invisible solidity so that she could barely breath past it, ‘What is it, Kara?’ she whispered.
‘Your brother, he’s…’