Embracing Destiny – Flash Fiction
This week’s photo prompt is provided by Louise @ The Storyteller’s Abode
Word had been sent. Rolf left the safety of the Abbey. He’d hidden himself away there for far too long. It was time to embrace his destiny.
He hung his head low as he rode upon his faithful steed. His maiden was dead. The country laid in ruins. Barbarians had destroyed it all. There was only one way to change things.
He climbed the stairs to his father’s room. Entered. Bowed before the ailing man.
“I am ready, Father.”
With shaking hands, his father tapped Rolf with his sword, then it crashed to the stone floor. His father was dead.
The kingdom passed hands. King Rolf would avenge them all.
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