Mirra shook herself and laughed.
“Old stories,” she said to Tryls apologetically. “They aren’t really relevant any more, I suppose.”
She stretched and yawned. “It’s been a long evening, gentlemen. If you’ll excuse me.”
Mirra left, and Herrin stretched out on a bale of hay.
“Time to get some rest then,” he said. “Plenty to do in the morning.”
Tryls looked at him. “Oh? Like…?”
Herrin grinned. “Well, there’s no point wasting time when there’s royalty to reinstate.”
Tryls shook his head. “No, no. We cannot rush into this. We must take time to formulate a plan, we must move carefully.”
“Should have thought of that before Mirra found out,” Herrin said with a laugh. “She’s not one to mess around. She’ll be making move of her own pretty quickly.”
A loud crash came from somewhere outside in the darkness.
“Hm,” Herrin said, sitting up. “That was a little quicker than I thought…”
© Kari Fay
(Author’s Note: More of a teaser this week than an actual installation – my boyfriend got a new iPad today and I got a little distracted playing with it…)