An idea for a story – still working on the overall plot, but this is how it starts out, more or less.
Errol Crow (working title) – Chapter 1 first draft
“Master Blachette, are you – OH GODS AND GODDESSES!” The shriek made him jump. He spun around just in time to see Melinda’s face go white before she bolted from the doorway and down the hall.
“Wait!” he called. “This isn’t what it looks like! Well I mean it is, but it isn’t…” he stopped, not sure what to say, and it was too late anyway – the maid had already gone screaming down the hall.
He sighed and turned to survey the room. It was opulently furnished in dark wood and rich wall hangings, soft furniture and gold detailing. The rug was intricately woven with geometric designs, its bright colors spoiled at the edge by the darkening pool of blood beneath the body.