Welcome! This month I’m writing a small story each day to try to brainstorm a future full-length novel, a sequel to my current WIP Memories and Magic, which is tentatively titled Rulers and Rebellions.
Today’s prompt is: Malice.
The malice they were met with surprised Clara, even though she had known they probably would not be welcome in Racharan. These were people who probably barely knew of her existence up until the news had filtered down of her presence there the year before.
She could have understood the people she’d had contact with in that time feeling angry or betrayed. The magic-induced false identity she’d had when she had been there had created a much more extroverted personality than the one she had grown up with. She had greeted neighbours on the stairs, and chatted at length with the people who came into the shop where she had worked,
This wasn’t even the city where she had lived, though. These were people who had never set eyes on here before, hissing and spitting. She could almost feel the waves of hate washing over her. She kept her head down as they made their way down the road.
She smiled grimly to herself This was her first big diplomatic visit anywhere, and so far, it was terrible. Surely after this, ruling her Kingdom would come easily.