Another comment for any future reviewers!
I won't be implementing your suggestions in this page directly but in the actual document I'm writing on. (Just in case you were wondering-)
-m
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A/N: If you've read my other work, Danser, you should know that this is the same Empress Maria I'm talking about. The time of Danser is set a little bit after this, maybe a year or so (have I decided??).This is an excerpt from the book I'm currently working on outside of YWS which I intend to publish (hahaaaaa, procrastination.) Please give feedback and theories on what happens next to the empire (Lady Ivanah dies, so don't bother about her lmao). Last thing - Ignore the title, I was googling random words. Thanks for reading this.
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Prologue - Lady Ivanah, 3 Years Ago
There’s no use in trying to argue with them. What is set in stone cannot be erased by any hand...Yet I do not suggest the people with those born with determination, the fire that drives people to do amazing things. With fear, the fire dims, and we stay silent.
A war is soon to be waged, lest there be terrible bloodshed. Revolts will break out, famine will seize the country. The people cannot know, knowing that their beloved queen is a barbarian will strike them dead in the heart. All I really care about is that they would die for her, sinner or not. No innocent life can be lost. We need every single one of them for this cause, for this cause will sweep across the entirety of Alinys.
Footsteps; sharp, reverberating in the stairwell outside of my quarters.
I scribble my signature quickly with my scarred hands on the letter, stuffing it away in my desk drawer.
“Why, Lady Ivanah…”
Her Majesty is right by the door, unassisted. Alone.
“A secret affair?” Empress Maria smiles innocently.
“No, m’lady,” I say curtly. She nods, clasping her jeweled hands together, her delicate face framed by blonde, curling pigtails. A simple silver crown sits on her head, glimmering in the firelight. “Why don’t I have a look?”
When I hesitate, her face turns cold from calm to storm. “I said, why don’t I have a look? You are in no place to refuse Her Majesty.”
Slowly, I open the drawer, just a bit to let my concealed hand sift through the papers I have, praying that another paper would come up instead.
“Is something wrong? Why can’t you open it up?
A lie slips out of my mouth. “It wouldn’t be best for you to see the messiness of my desk, Your Majesty.”
“Thank you for concerning me, but I think it shall be fine.”
She strides up to my desk, flings it open, and takes out the letter gingerly.
I’m doomed.
Empress Maria...is going to kill me.
Another comment for any future reviewers!
I won't be implementing your suggestions in this page directly but in the actual document I'm writing on. (Just in case you were wondering-)
-m
Heya!
The present tense of this work feels odd, but present tense is so difficult to do right, and I rarely ever read it, so that may be why. I'll try not to get any tenses mixed up in my grammar notes!
Speaking of...
Yet I do not suggest the people with those born with determination, the fire that drives people to do amazing things. With fear, the fire dims, and we stay silent.
A war is soon to be waged, lest there be terrible bloodshed.
The people cannot know, knowing that their beloved queen is a barbarian will strike them dead in the heart.
We need every single one of them for this cause, for this cause will sweep across the entirety of Alinys.
I scribble my signature quickly with my scarred hands on the letter, stuffing it away in my desk drawer.
“Why, Lady Ivanah…”
Her Majesty is right by the door, unassisted. Alone.
“A secret affair?” Empress Maria smiles innocently.
“No, m’lady,” I say curtly. She nods, clasping her jeweled hands together, her delicate face framed by blonde, curling pigtails. A simple silver crown sits on her head, glimmering in the firelight. “Why don’t I have a look?”
When I hesitate, her face turns cold from calm to storm.
Manilla, my dear, I have to admit I'm a little disappointed that this isn't a Chapter 2 for Danser. That's just my little fan-girl heart breaking though, I'm not saying anything about this actual piece yet. But seriously you need to post a Chapter 2 to Danser. I will come for your life.
Anyway, moving on. Story wise, I'm already in love with your world. I'm absolutely digging this idea of an insane, murderous, cute little Queen. You can tell that she holds so much power and I'm very interested to learn about how she came into power and to hear more about this war that is being waged. Amazing. I'm so into this world.
Okay, now let's get into some grammar things and what-not.
First of all, if the opening two paragraphs are supposed to be the letter Lady Ivanah is writing, I would suggest putting them in italics in order to distinguish them from the regular writing here.
Next, there was only one sentence that I really had a problem with. This,
Yet I do not suggest the people with those born with determination, the fire that drives people to do amazing things.
OKKKKK. Quick notice! This isn't my freshest piece of writing - I just put this up here because I might be putting other snippets my book. This is for y'all to have context.
-manilla out
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