Six Sentence Sunday
My next installment of Six Sentence Sunday.
This is from the same one from last week that I have tentatively named Jane and the Fae.
An intensely sharp bolt of pain exploded in Jane’s head. Her lips tightened and hardly moved. “Yes, Majesty.”
“Good. You need to remember that you belong to me.”
“And the Summer Queen.”
Right now, just over 3k words.