Page 7 of I Ran Away to Evil 2
Brownie
“Could you, Brownie?” the queen of the Dark Enchanted Forest pleaded, her huge brown eyes twinkling with evil intent. “Please?”
“Minstrel Bronwynn Lyriel,” the king of the Dark Enchanted Forest interrupted, snaking an arm around his wife’s shoulders and ordering—nay, begging—“Now isnotthe time.”
“Well,” Brownie began, glancing at her friend. “It’s actually perfect—”
“Ria, tell your friend you’ve changed your mind,” King Keith leaned down and breathed seductively into the queen’s ear.
“But I really want to hear it!” Henrietta pouted up at him. “Just this once? As a wedding present?”
There was a forced pause as he held off as long as he could … but eventually, the Dark Lord gave in to the whims of his adorable wife. His voice strained against an inner pain that stemmed from embarrassment and uncertainty. “Alright.”
Brownie could imagine, since the only other song written about King Keith was anything butflattering. Eating babies wasn’t the kind of thing you wanted sung about you at your wedding.
“As you will, Your Viciousnesses,”
Henrietta snorted quietly at the address.
Brownie’s fingers lightly plucked a melody that she’d spent the better part of a week perfecting. Her new lyre harp, Danielle, had been given to her froma dragon’s hoard. King Keith had awarded it to her for her part in escaping slave traders with his wife.
She regretted bashing the kidnapper over the head with Suzette, as it’d cost her a lifelong friend. Brownie missed that lyre harp; her cousins in Peldeep had gifted Suzette to her for her tenth birthday, and she’d been playing it for thirteen years now.
Still! She had a new instrument. And the fact that it rarely went out of tune and fit perfectly against the palm of her large hands made the sting of losing sweet Suzette slightly more bearable.
Brownie opened her character sheet. She wanted to make this song asensation.
Name:
Bronwynn Lyriel
Occupation:
Bard
Level:
31
Experience Points:
6360/7750
