Every Wednesday, people from all around the globe reveal a snippet of their WIP which somehow corresponds to the date. All are welcome to join in the fun. 🙂
In today’s excerpt Kara and her brother Brythorn have just emerged from a meeting with their father about the upcoming announcement of their respective betrothals. 29 lines for the 29th.
‘Are you really happy with your betrothed?’ Brythorn asked his sister.
‘Yes. Lord Thoren is charming and considerate and handsome.’
‘He tortured your puppy to death.’
‘That was five years ago, Brythorn.’
‘He makes my skin crawl.’
‘Now you’re just being ridiculous, Bry! Are you happy to be marrying Lady Arbrie?’
‘Of course. She is beautiful and kind and-’
‘She’s insipid. And as dull as a nun. She is certainly no Semaia.’
‘It is my duty to marry her.’
‘But you don’t love her, do you. You love Mai.’
‘That doesn’t matter. Unlike you, I don’t shirk my duty. Besides, I doubt if you love Thoren.’
‘That’s neither here nor there. I doubt Lady Arbrie has ever had an original thought in that pretty little head of hers.’
‘Women don’t need to have original thoughts, as long as they are good managers of the household.’
Kara turned aghast, stopped in her tracks by Brythorn’s outrageous comment, ‘You are joking?’
‘No. I read it in-’
‘Let me guess? The ever insightful Perakus!’
‘His wisdom is well regarded in academic circles.’ Brythorn defended.
‘Oh, well then, how could a mere woman such as myself doubt the infinite wisdom of academia?’ Kara stormed ahead.
Brythorn ran after her, ‘Kara! Wait!’
She ignored him, locking herself in her room for the rest of the afternoon. He continued to knock on the door connecting their rooms.
‘Shall I get that, my lady?’ Lyea asked on the fifth knock.
‘The knocking at the door, my lady.’
‘I hear no knocking.’
‘If you listen carefully, my lady-’
‘I hear nothing.’