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The Royal Herald

The Prime Minister stood before King Bartholomew’s throne.  “Today I am appointing Lord Barnaby Bragglesworth as Royal Herald,” said the king. “As a lawyer, he is exceptionally qualified to speak on my behalf and deliver proclamations and royal decisions to…

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The Royal Ceasefire

King Bartholomew summoned the ambassadors of Ukravia and Ruzkovia to the palace. “Ambassadors, thanks for coming today. I am pleased to hear of the ceasefire between your countries.” The ambassadors looked at each other, then at the king. “Your Majesty,…

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The King’s Royalties

King Bartholomew summoned the royal scribes and bookmakers into his palace.  They bowed before his throne as he ate his noon meal. He motioned with his hands. “Scribes! Bookmakers! Rise! I have learned you are accepting royalties. Give an account…

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The King’s Alchemists

King Bartholomew summoned the Royal Alchemists to the throne room. They bowed before the king. “Alchemists! You have failed to turn lead into gold.” “From this day forward, I declare you shall no longer be alchemists. You are henceforth magicians!”…

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Another Path

The waitress tops off my coffee cup; the cup across from me is full.  I’m happy. Today is the day. The first time I will see her, in person, face to face. No profile photo or video call could do…

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A Small Price to Pay

King Bartholomew’s armies attacked the distant land of Iranizbad. For months, the war dragged on. He assured his subjects that victory was near. Farmers couldn’t afford feed for livestock, or fertilizer for crops. People couldn’t afford food to eat, or…

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The Purloined Pen

6:47 a.m., with a steaming mug of coffee in hand, I flop down on the couch and turn on the TV. I reach for my To-Do list notebook and my pen.  The notebook is there on the cushion where I…

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The Ledger

Lonnie lived his life believing he was utterly forgettable, a dullard with average grades, ordinary jobs, invisible in every crowd.   When he retired at sixty-five, he quickly got bored and volunteered at the city police station, cataloging old records.  One…

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