Reading the random prompt for today I felt a shiver of unease as though someone had been spying on me throughout my life. I am not who I appear to be. Not a rich suburban housewife whose main pleasure in life is secretly eating a tub of toffee icecream watching daytime tv as my millionnaire husband is working overtime and entertaining clients with champagne in a 5 star restaurant. I spend my life between two worlds, a medieval princess whose life is complicated by my uncle, a brooding bishop and a bastard brother who thinks he has a claim to the throne.
Not that I am reincarnated or anything like that. I am secretly working on a novel. People like me don't write, according to my husband and my air headed friends.
I write, like you 6 minute story readers.
| hero | A shadowy princess |
|---|---|
| villain | A brooding bishop |
| goal | Claim the throne |