Hi fellow Fictioneers. I just have to say that I adore this week's photo prompt which was supplied by Piya Singh. It took me a little while to start writing because every time I look at the prompt, I found my thoughts turning to the Princess Bride.
My story went a bit long 111 words. It's based on something that happened to Archibald Armstrong. What, you've never heard of him! Good ole Archy was an interesting chap who managed to catch the eye of James the IV (he hadn't yet become the King of England) and got the job as official court jester, one of my personal favorites. It didn't take long for Archy's stunts to become legendary. My story deals with just one of the tricks he pulled on his monarch.
Any and all comments will be appreciated.
The Making of a Legend
Archy didn’t hear the creak and groan of the water wheel, or feel the dampness that settled into his clothing. The only thing that mattered was the paper on the table. He rolled the document and tucked it in his shirt before tugging the jester’s hood over his skull.
Dust rose in mini clouds around his feet as he hurried down the road. He glanced to the east, the sight of the sun peaking over the horizon causing him to part his lips in a grin that exposed his yellowed and cracked teeth.
Before it slipped beneath the Western sky he, Archie Armstrong, would be the King of Scotland.