Six Sentence Sunday for Jan 20, 2013

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“I’m the Keeper.”

Recognition flashes across his face and he bows his head in a brief nod. “My apologies, Keeper. I did not realize who you were. Even so you must return the relic to its rightful owner.”

I sort of wished he’d bent on one knee and called me “your majesty” or something but that doesn’t happen.

By Michelle

I love dragons, castles, fairies and elves. I drink coffee, wine and martinis. Fantasy, paranormal and contemporary romance author. Proud Texan.