Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write as part of a group based on the same short prompt and post them. Here’s my contribution.
He regarded Ian standing stiffly, uncertainly across from him. Fine, a different approach was needed, one with childlike simplicity. “We can recover,” he said, “In fact, the instrument to push path forward was recently delivered.”
“Oh?” Ian asked, tucking his arms behind his back. A stiff and uncomfortable movement.
“Yes, the Lady Sabina Rola was placed in my care after–”
“No.” Porter’s attention snapped to the doorway. Sabina stood there scowling. “I won’t be used, Uncle.” Spinning, her heels clicked sharply on the tiles. How had she snuck up?
“Is there a third plan?” Porter blistered at Ian’s mirth.
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