I was sitting on my throne, laughing at my jesters antics. My son Nebulous busted in, riding on a magical cloud. “What now,” I demanded. “I need more gold,” he snapped. “What for?” I asked. “Because I spent it all,” he said. “You’re a spoiled brat. You must learn to be selfless if you are to rule,” I said. “Why? When I’m king I’ll do whatever I want,” he said. “You’re grounded until you learn. Guards, escort him to his room,” I said. Before he was caught, he disappeared into the clouds. The jester laughed because he poisoned my drink.
About the Creator
Alex H Mittelman
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
Comments (2)
Screw the trend of sexy fairies in fantasy fiction. Fairies are terrifying and dysfunctional and you have captured that right here! Well done!
Excellent story 👌