I am taking part of in a 30-day writing challenge put together by WriterCookie. I will be treating her prompts as warm ups to get back into a daily writing groove with a 150-200 word warm up. I will also use the prompts to exorcise those niggling thoughts of future plots that I can’t seem to shake. There will be plenty of familiar faces, but no spoilers.
The prompt will be highlighted and italicized in each post.
“Have you considered murder?”
Trygve stared at her, wide-eyed and angry. Wasn’t that exactly what he’d been doing all this time? Or was it the intimacy of the task ahead that made the difference? They knew her. They’d grown up with and alongside her young charges. This wasn’t an order given by the Jarl or an army officer. This wasn’t self-defense—though it might have been twenty years ago. This was cold-blooded murder.
Or, was it a preemptive strike? In which case, it might be a moral imperative. But Trygve wasn’t in the mood to wax philosophical on the matter. He had a soul to capture; she needed closure.
“You should be the one to do it,” Trygve whispered, each word catching in his throat. Though he bore the weight of the greater good, she would derive far more satisfaction from the act. “But please, if I may ask just one thing of you. Use this blade and hold this gem.” He turned the blade’s handle toward her and pulled the gem from his pocked.
She frowned and stared at the weapon and artifact for a moment before looking him straight in the eyes. “Not until you explain what you really came here for.”