My third release “Lokai’s Curse” (formerly “The Reckoning”). Here’s an excerpt:
With tongue-in-cheek, she attempted to string the bow. Try as she might, though, she could not get the loop in the notch. “Oh bother! How does Lokai do this with such ease?” She stomped her tiny foot as she tossed the bow down. It did not take long to recognize that his bow was too large for her. She surveyed her surroundings until she spied an ash tree. This will be perfect! Now how do I make a bow from it? Diedre grasped a low branch tightly and pulled down with all her might. Nothing happened. She glared at the uncooperative branch, then jumped up, hooking her arms about it and proceeded to bounce up and down.
Lokai heard a loud crashing in the trees as he strolled through the wood. Whatever was causing the disturbance must be quite large, yet he was certain that no dangerous animals resided on the isle. His senses went on alert as he stealthily drew closer to the source.
When he discovered the basis for the noise, he almost burst out laughing. His wee sprite was dangling from a tree spouting curses he had never imagined. I wonder what that poor tree ever did to earn her wrath. Shaking his head, he crossed his arms, leaning against the nearest trunk.
“What are you doing, wife?”
She spun her head around, shame-faced, as she eyed Lokai. Should she tell him? Glancing back at the limb she clung to, she saw no evidence of cracking and sighed. If she wanted a bow she would need his aid.
Lokai strode over and grasped her waist in his large hands, gently placing her feet on the ground. He grinned wickedly. “Shall I slay this malcontent? What has he done to anger you so?”
He mocked her! Has he forgotten who her father is? His smile softened just then and her anger instantly dissipated. Grinding her toe in the dirt, she blushed. “I was trying to find something to do with my time when you were away.”
“And you thought attacking trees was a solution?”
“No, of course not, husband. I thought to make myself a bow. I tried using yours but it will not string. It is too big for me.”
He studied his wee wife’s face. Why would she wish to hunt? She could not kill a bug…let alone an animal. He shook his head. Diedre with a weapon was dangerous.
Seeing that he was about to refuse her, she grasped his tunic desperately. “Please Lokai! I get so bored when you are gone…and what harm can there be in learning to defend myself?” She rushed on. “I have no magic to guard myself anymore. As a mortal I need some skill in self-protection…just in case.”
His eyes lit up as she used logic in her persuasion. She had given this a lot of thought and produced sound reasoning in her argument. But he must not give in too easily to her request. He kissed her brow.
“Allow me time to consider your request, Sprite. For now I shall string my bow and see how you fare. There are precautions you must take when firing such a weapon.” Diedre clapped her hands together with glee as she beamed up at his handsome face. He could not help but return her smile. Perhaps it would be a good idea to teach her.