“We’re going to have to wait, The Baron is away for a few days.” Ashalla informed her.
“I can wait.” Aalen replied looking around the crowded streets. She hadn’t realised there were so many people in this city. Where did they all come from?
They were standing in the city’s square. Above them all rose the Baron’s Keep like a giant solitary black tooth. Aalen spied the walls of the fortifications. She reckoned she could scale them with no problems, and she thought Ashalla could do the same.
Revenge would come. She could wait. What was a few days?
Aalen’s story: previous episode
This was written with the prompt waiting provided by the Carrot Ranch June 20 Flash Fiction Challenge.
Thanks to the person who recently bought me six coffees. I really appreciate it ❤