At this stage of the game, I would predict that those of you participating in NaNo are either freaking out, scrawling those few last plans and getting as much sleep as they can before the real work begins. To read about my own NaNoWriMo preparation check back tomorrow but for now it is WIPpet time. If you missed my language post on Monday you can find it here.
As it is the 30th today and in keeping with last weeks post, the excerpt is from page 30 of the manuscript of Rebellion Rising. I’d forgotten about this particular scene which takes place in an imperial army camp and is the first introduction (apart from hearsay spread by other characters) of the antagonist, the personification of the Haelean Empire. Let me know your thoughts. 🙂 The last line is my particular favourite.
Despite the heavy material of the tent, the icy wind still managed to seep through.
‘It’s cold.’ The Emperor complained.
His generals and advisors shared a tired glance. He was cold? In his furs and heavy robes and cushions? He was cold? But of course, he was the emperor and if he was cold then something must be done to remedy it. A servant was sent to fetch some blankets. Archduke Gerinald shook his head at his older brothers folly. Did Daegearn ever spare a thought for any other? No. He was selfish. Selfish and unloved. It was he, Gerinald, who had the respect of the people. Perhaps he should be emperor.
As if sensing the direction of his brothers thoughts, Daegearn snapped at him, ‘Shut up!’
‘I did not speak.’ The archduke argued.
‘No,’ the emperor replied, ‘you were thinking. Loudly.’
‘Then I apologise, dear brother, if thought offends you.’