Here is my entry to the Flash, Friday! Vol 3-33 contest.
The challenge, this time, was to use 250 words EXACTLY, and incorporate two of the following:
* Conflict: varies; often man vs man or man vs self
* Character (choose one): street urchin, adventuring sailor, girl unaware of her true heritage
* Theme(s) (choose one): Rags to riches, justice, forgiveness
* Setting: ancient Persia
There was also a photo prompt, but it did not enter in to my story.
by Jamie Hershberger @JamieRHersh
Elements: Girl unaware of heritage, Justice
“I’m off to feed Nonnina,” I said, leaving my brother and the stranger to talk over a bottle of wine.
When I fed Nonnina, I’d often regale her with tales she’d told when she’d still been able to speak. This day, I chose her favorite, the story of Esmeralda, a raven-haired beauty who had poisoned a King.
Nonnina’s eyes sparkled with delight when I finished it properly: “and she disappeared into the night, never to be seen again.”
Leaving Nonnina’s room, I turned to lock eyes with the stranger, now alone at the table.
“Your brother went after more wine,” he said, “how did your grandmother enjoy her porridge?”
I looked at him for a long moment.
“Forgive my manners, sir,” I replied, “but I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of an introduction.”
The stranger rose from the table as he spoke.
“I am Elrond IV, rightful heir to the throne of Callan, taken from my family years ago by a raven-haired maiden, whose location, until this very night, had been unknown.”
I turned and flung the door open, but it was too late for my Nonnina.
I turned back to the stranger. “What of me, then? Of my brother?”
Elrond crossed the room, and, in one quick motion, sliced away a lock of my long, black hair.
“I am avenged,” he said, almost tenderly, his falling hand caressing my cheek.
“I wonder if your Grandmother was as beautiful as you are on the day she killed my Grandfather.”