Tuesday Tales – Satin
Posted by triciaandersen
Happy Tuesday! It’s once again time for Tuesday Tales! Today our word prompt is “satin” and we are back to our untitled Steampunk romance. When we left last week, Gideon had confessed he was going to use the humidor to murder General Hellwig? What will Edgar do with the news? Let’s find out!
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The deafening silence dominated the room. The only sound was the rustle of satin from Emma’s gown as she quietly sobbed. Finally Gideon turned towards Edgar, stepping to him until they were standing toe to toe. “You need to keep this to yourself, Edgar. Please do not report this to anyone.”
“Gideon, I still do not believe General Hellwig had anything to do with Sophia and Toby’s murder. He is a good man. You know this,” Edgar pleaded.
“And his wife knows him better than anyone. What reason should she have to lie?”
Edgar stared at him for several moments then sighed. “All right. But please reconsider, my brother. I beg you.”
“I will consider it for you. Thank you.”
Edgar gave him a small smile. He cast one final glance at Emma then turned towards the door. Gideon walked with him to escort him out. Once he saw Edgar out and closed the large, weathered door, he faced Emma. Tears cut paths down her cheeks. Her lower lip trembled. She wrung her fingers as she heaved a shuddering breath. Instinct took Gideon over.
He strode across the wood plank floor to her, his boot steps thundering with each step. He swept her into his arms, holding her tight against him. He felt her whimper against his chest as she wrapped her tiny arms tight around his neck. He gently soothed her as she cried. She felt right in his embrace, her body pressed tight against his. It felt natural, like she should stay there with him forever. Finally with a few final sniffles she looked up with him with a forced smile.
Gideon slowly released her then crossed to his workbench. He picked up the emerald green bottle and poured some of the contents into a glass. He handed Emma the glass of absinthe. She took a couple slips. Slowly her smile grew relaxed. He watched her for a few moments more before he slipped out the back for more wood.
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About triciaandersenI am the author and illustrator of the children's book "The Peculiar Princess". I am also the author of two adult fantasy romance novels, "The Sorceress of Savon" and "The Woodcutter King of Muladin". Along with being an author I am married to a wonderful guy and have three beautiful children. I coach youth track and field, sew and chase my children around to their various activities.
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