SFF Saturday is a group of authors who post snippets of SFF prose and poetry for comment. You can check out other SFF Saturday posts, too.
My snippet is another few lines from a work in progress called Herald (at the moment). Eventually, the project be a fantasy loosely based on the Hundred Years War, but it’s in the very early draft stages.
I can’t believe I’m up to the tenth snippet! We’re also closing in on the end of this scene…
When we last saw Denis and the enemy King of Angth, the Red King had just let slip that he needed Denis alive and unharmed. Hmm…
“Sire, my value to the Prince is slight–”
“If your Prince does not see your worth, then he’s more a fool than I thought.”
The blunt statement silenced Denis and dried his already dusty mouth.
“I have enough of your court for ransom.” He flicked a hand out toward the remainder of the field. “Finish your duty to your King, herald, then bring me the count. I would know both Our pains.”
He could only bow at that. “I thank you, Sire, for your leave.”
“I have no desire to hear the screams of the dead.”