It has been a few days since I last posted an excerpt of my Fantasy story and I’ll let you into a little secret. I haven’t given it a title yet. If any of you have some suggestions (nice ones of course) on what I should call it, then please let me know.
Also I am up to Part Seven now. Do you want me to continue with this or move on to something new?
If you would like to read it from the start, this is the first part:
Lara called to the driver as she got into the coach.
“Piotr, don’t drive so fast today. I’m only thinking of the poor horses. We don’t want to tire them out, do we?”
“But we have four fresh new horses from the hotel’s stables Miss.”
“Don’t argue, Piotr. We’ll get better service from them if we don’t push them too hard.”
“Yes Miss. As you wish.”
“Silly girl” thought Piotr, to himself. “Why didn’t she just say she feels travel sick and doesn’t like travelling so fast. All that nonsense about worrying about the horses. The day she started to care about anything but herself they’ll declare a public holiday!” Piotr flicked the reins and set the horses moving. He wanted to get to Albana and then get home again as quickly as possible. His wife, Elsa, was carrying his seventh child and he wanted to get back for the birth. He hoped it was a Boy.