There shouldn't have been a letter in the mailbox

Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story.

Bendalia stopped in front of the uneven row of brightly painted boxes. Box 11 was only mostly closed. Not even enough to hide the presence of a letter shoved where none belonged. Scowling she glanced down the cross streets. If Diel and Kedilalia thought they’d joke at her expense . . . She harrumphed annoyed.

She snatched the letter from the box and ripped it open impatiently.

You’ve been recalled. Met at the bridge.

“Gah,” Belinda said stuffing the paper back into the envelope. Too late to pretend she hadn’t read it. That was Readric’s script. He’d have cast a spell on it to let him know when she’d read it.

She stomped into her apartment slamming the door behind her. She jumped as light flashed beside her resolving into a trunk. He’d cast the spell. She kicked the trunk only earning a sore toe.

“You can’t just recall me!” The words echoed pointlessly off the walls. First, even Readric wouldn’t eaves drop. Second, he very well could.

Sighing she knelt before the trunk opening it. Sword and amulet lay within. The sword belt swung with practiced ease around her hips. The amulet rested lightly around her neck. It was followed by a bright yellow and orange scarf to bind her hair with. He hated those colors. Hated.

She’d go. She’d do her best, but she’d wouldn’t conform. Let him be annoyed.

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