It was the occasion of Princess Priouette’s ninth birthday. Nearly everyone at Castle Rising, even the guards and stable boys, gathered in the great hall and sang “Happy Birthday” to her. There was cake, adorned with nine candles and presents. Her mother gave her new shoes made of the softest grey leather and a pinkContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompt: Icicle”
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Ragtag Daily Prompt: Break
A few months after the death of her father, a new child was introduced to Princess Pirouette’s nursery. His name was GarGar. Like Her Royal Highness, GarGar’s father had recently passed away under similar circumstances. “It appears that love of the chase will soon depopulate our ranks more than any war,” remarked Princess Devant whenContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompt: Break”
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Hang
“You will surely hang for this!” Shouted Lady Marguerite at the dance master, Monsieur Pierre. On the floor sat Princess Pirouette, red-faced and screaming at the top of her lungs. Her classmates huddled in a corner, frozen with fear. Never had they heard such calamitous outpouring of pain sprinkled with rage. “It’s not my faultContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompt: Hang”
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Field Day
One of Princess Pirouette’s favorite visitors to the nursery was Captain Krank. A true buccaneer, he always wore his sword on a loose belt so that the scabbard bounced against his leg, creating a distinctive thump-thump-thump in time with his stride. His best friend was a large crow named Uncle Jean who was perpetually perchedContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompt: Field Day”
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Fractious
Sitting in the captain’s cabin, Queen Pirouette, two of her ladies in-waiting, GarGar and Admiral Crank, it was difficult not to feel a bit cramped. Of course, GarGar, le comte des Deux Chats didn’t mind too much. After months, alone in a dungeon, Monsieur le comte was more than happy to be in the companyContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompt: Fractious”
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Frost
Moored in a tiny village with the ridiculous name of Saint Germain-en-Laye, the royal flagship had accumulated a thin layer of frost on its deck. It was the Festival of Saint Charles de Foucault after all. After hearing mass below deck, Queen Pirouette nearly broke her neck when she ascended to begin her hand-waving duties.Continue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompt: Frost”
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Excrescence
Trying not to think about the enormous amount of bad luck of having so many women aboard ship, Admiral Crank took a large bite from the plug of tobacco, a recently discovered herb from the New World that was all the rage among the upper classes. While it tasted atrocious, and more often than notContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompt: Excrescence”
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Tattoo
The new flagship for the Royal Navy pulled from its moorings. Crusty Admiral Crank stood on the poop deck in order to survey the activities of the sailors under his immediate command. To his right stood Queen Pirouette and to his left, le comte des Deux Chats, GarGar. The blessings of calm seas and lowContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompt: Tattoo”
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Sonnet
“Ta-dah!” Announced GarGar who produced a shiny, red apple with a flourish. With a gentlemanly bow, he offered it to Queen Pirouette. With a broad smile, she curtsied and took the fruit from his hand. To her surprise, he discreetly pressed a small, folded piece of paper into her hand. “You may want to waitContinue reading “Ragtag Daily Prompt: Sonnet”
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