9 October 2012

Tuesdays Tales 09-10-12 ~ Knife

This week's Tuesday's Tale is unedited so please excuse any errors. It is a another scene from one of the Gasquet Princes stories I offered you last week. They seem to be running side by side and yet entwinning as they go along.
This is another scene in Simeon's story.


The thud of the knife as it buried itself in the wooden wall a hair’s width above her head didn’t bring the expected satisfaction. Nor did her single raised eyebrow as she turned her head to look in his direction without attempting to straighten up. And it simply jacked up his fury when the stupid act didn’t abate his fury one iota.

When a hand on his shoulder spun him round to face the head of palace security, Simeon fought for control and rammed his fists into his pockets.

“Don’t you ever let me find you venting your spleen on a member of my staff again.” Paxman’s fury equalled his own now, and from past experience Simeon knew a pissed off Paxman was not a phenomenon to be taken lightly but this time he didn’t give a hoot.

“You think I’m going to allow you to fob me off with some kind of glorified nursemaid, you’d better think again.”

“Nursemaid!”

The explosion when it came ripped the air as cleanly as the knife he’d thrown at the wall. “Nursemaid,” he repeated in a voice colder than an arctic wind, and watched in fascination as she stood up straight, flexed her shoulders, crossed the room and snatched a couple of foils of the wall and threw one at him.

Sunlight glinted on the blade in her hand and the deep red hair, almost auburn, he thought, and wondered why it reminded him of a halo.  If she was an angel she’d come straight from the fires of Hell.

“Afraid?”

One word and the sneering half-smile that tipped one corner of her mouth up just a tad was all it took for his temper to break free again.

If she wanted a fight, he’d give her one.

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16 comments:

V.L. Locey said...

Sounds like he has one hellacious angel on his hands. Nicely penned!

Karen said...

I loved how you described the sunlight comparing it to a halo. Lovely tale.

CactusCorner said...

Yes he is in for a tough time.

Lindsay said...

My moneies on her to win

Sherry Gloag said...

:-) Thanks V.L.Locey

Sherry Gloag said...

Glad it works for you, Karen. I appreciate the feedback, it all helps :-)

Sherry Gloag said...

LOL Cactus Corner, 'he aint seen nothin' yet!' Thanks for coming by.

Sherry Gloag said...

LOL Lindsay. Mine too, but then I had a thought, that this might end up being too much like From Now Until Forever, so am going to have to rethink this plot line, but then the twins have been yanking my chain all year!

J.P. Grider said...

ooh, I like her. Fiesty!

Jean said...

Love the tension and underlying sensuality in this scene, Sherry. I think there is going to be more than one kind of duel in this story. Can't wait to read more.

Carolyn Gibbs said...

I liked how you described her as an angel from the fires of hell - very nice. Would like to read more.

Davee said...

usually, passion follows this type of intensity. I wonder what will happen with these two. Great TT

Sherry Gloag said...

:-) Thanks J.P grider

Sherry Gloag said...

:-) Thanks Jean. I ppreciate your kind words

Sherry Gloag said...

Hope I can come up with somethiing then, Carolyn :-)

Sherry Gloag said...

Davee, thanks for your comment :-)