Yes, I’m leaving the graphic up even though it has the wrong day on it. Soon I’ll get back to regular Saturday posts. 😂
I got some lovely responses to my flash fiction on Wednesday, so thank you for that!
Apart from flash fiction, I’ve spent the last week getting back into my edits and formatting for A More Complicated Fairytale. If all goes to plan, I’ll be relaunching this before the end of the year. There are definitely parts I’d like to rewrite properly, but I’m trying not to change it too much from the version people have already read.
This blog didn’t exist when I was writing the book, but I did share a lot of excerpts back over at A Keyboard and an Open Mind. I don’t know, I might repeat myself here, but it’s been that long, I doubt anyone will remember.
In this scene, Prince Felipe is causing mischief, sneaking off to blend in with the commoners rather than attending a royal function.
He jumped the last couple of feet to the ground and raised the hood of his cloak over his head. As he began walking away, he recognised the blonde maid who was working in the garden. He often chatted to her when he was out like this. He gave her a friendly bat on the arm as he passed. She started but then grinned as she turned and saw who it was.
The prince turned so that he was walking backwards and returned her grin. “Send them in the wrong direction for me, won’t you?”
“As always,” she replied.
“That’s my girl!” Prince Felipe waved and then turned around and broke into a jog towards the rows of tents and pavilions ahead of him. He slipped between two of them and wove himself in amongst the anonymous strangers on the other side, becoming part of the crowd.
I hope you enjoyed this one! Talk again soon!
Emily Wrayburn 