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This was me up until early last week. And I know from a couple blog posts I read, that I wasn’t alone. Seems there were quite a few authors pondering the perfect title to their masterpieces. If you read my WIPpet post last week, I shared the results of my title brainstorming. Since there will likely be more than one Driev tale to tell, I wanted to keep Coinblade Chronicles as the series name, even though I do intend for each story to be a stand-alone, and may just decide to write some from other character POVs. I’m delighted to say, the overwhelming majority of those who commented, chose the sub-title I was leaning toward: Bound in Shadow.
So, for this weeks WIPpet, from the newly christened Coinblade Chronicles: Bound in Shadow I give you 23 sentences for the 23rd. To set the scene just a bit, Driev has been ‘persuaded’ to pay a visit to the home of Lady Ryaninn Sonra. The persuasion came in the form of five well-armed men who wouldn’t take no for an answer. Driev found the lady to be…attractive, and spent some time giving her the once-over. This excerpt starts with her talking.
“You don’t remember me do you?”
I shook my head as much to clear it as in answer to her question. “Should I?”
“Perhaps not.” She moved with an innate grace I think most woman consciously practice. “I saved your life after you allowed your father the opportunity to take it.”
“I suppose you feel I owe you something for that?”
Her eyebrows rose in an elegant arch. “You’re an intriguing man, na Lord Talbert.”
“Just Driev, if you don’t mind.”
“Forsaking your father’s title?” she asked, settling into a high backed chair, poised like a queen on a throne. “I’m not surprised.”
“Why is it I’m here?”
Her gaze wandered over me much the way mine had wandered over her, only I’m fairly certain I hadn’t looked like a starving person just offered a plate of food. I spread my arms to the side and made a slow circle.
“Like what you see?” I asked.
She smiled. “Very much so.”
“Well, in that case…” I reached down, making a show of starting to remove my belt. “I honestly thought this was going to go in a completely different direction, given the heavy blades you sent my way. Should I close the door? I don’t care one way or the other, but lady’s discretion.”
Driev, you dog.
I had hoped to have a surprise for you Driev fans this week, but it looks like it’s going to have to wait. Maybe next week. I ended up being a bit busier than I expected this month. My weekends have been non-existent, which means lots of catching up on things after work during the week.
That’s all I have for you today. Now, get thee hence and visit the Grand Order of WIPpeteers.
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