1-Line Wednesday | July 19

"Kiera, please meet with me in one minute after I finish talking to my father," Prince Edric commanded.

"Yes, my prince," Kiera nodded.

She stood there in the hallway for a minute. Her body grew flush and she felt the air getting stale. She had to get outside. She quickly made her way towards the courtyard. Her heels echoed with every step. She winced each time as each click was deafening.

Out in the courtyard she could finally breathe. The gravity of the situation was finally hitting her. How did it come to this? Her life was going in an unexpected direction and she was finding it hard to stay in control. She had to meet with the others soon. She hoped that there was still a chance for diplomacy.

Yet she was more nervous that it was too late. She thought back to the first time she noticed a schism in the League, one that could grow and fragment completely.

This is a short excerpt from “The Reckless Assassin” in which Lady Kiera Windfall reflects on her membership in the League of Sorceresses. While the organization had been formed with ideals, cracks formed due to political differences. Perhaps such cracks are inevitable, but it leaves both sides weaker than before.