After a week of frenetic activity, I’m so glad that today’s Wednesday WIPpet is a quiet little piece on what is a momentous day for my characters. In honour of the 13th, this passage is about 13 lines from Chapter 13 of The Fall of the Kings.
In this piece the Sanctuary is being dedicated, Marcus Verona is being crowned King and his wife’s Uncle, Gareth, has ended his reign. This part is told from Celeste’s (Marcus’s wife’s) point of view.
Sometime after the angel cake was depleted, Salina abandoned her cousins and made her way back to her mother. As the Kings approached the Sanctuary, an expectant hush fell upon the crowd; and Salina climbed onto her mother’s lap, burying her little face in the curve of Celeste’s neck.
Wrapping her arms tightly about her daughter, Celeste inhaled the sweet, familiar scent of Salina’s hair. In the midst of this mindboggling number of people, and the gravity of what was happening to Marcus and their family, this at least was familiar.
One by one the Kings disappeared into the garden, and returned to receive their royal regalia from the elders.
Only Gareth, beaming like a little boy with a fistful of candy, received a cloak of burnished bronze – the colour of the Reach, and a pair of plain sandals. As he left the circle of Kings, he winked at Danae. That small gesture snipped away Celeste’s last doubts. Sovereignty hadn’t changed Gareth, and it wouldn’t change her and Marcus either.
‘Where’s Papa?’ Salina was jiggling her foot against Celeste’s shins, and a hint of fear tinged the stage-whisper.
‘It’s alright. He’ll be out soon.’
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