Living Doll

Fyretober 2021

Welcome to day 29 of Fyretober! I hope you’re all enjoying a month of flash fiction as much as I am. Enjoy today’s writing challenge from Fyrecon’s Fyretober!

The single obnoxiously short lock of hair vied for Corna’s attention, as she twisted her wrists in the shackle pinning her to the wall. That irritated her almost as much as the wizard Elres working on something at the table in the center of the room. He stood with is back to her, that and the sheet draping over his foul deed preventing her from seeing why he’d disfigured her so.

Pressing her back against the wall, she kicked out with both legs trying to strike his unconcerned back. And missing dreadfully. Corna grunted as her feet slammed back onto the floor. “Foul sorcerer! You shall never succeed.”

He slumped at those words, his left shoulder visibly dropping lower than the right. “My dear princess, do you have any idea often I’ve heard that worn threat.”

“The same number of times we’ve defeated.” That got his attention.

Elres allowed the sheet to fall back to the table and turned toward her rubbing his temples with one hand. “A low blow, my dear.”

“I’m not your dear, and the crown of Nedale will never give in to you!” Corna kicked again and Elres’ hand darted forward, caught her foot, and threw off her rhythm. Her back slammed painfully against the wall.

His fingers over her ankle, skin on skin, but there wasn’t the roughness she’d expected. Not what had been described when he’d tried storming their court last year. Instead, he was gentle. “My dear,” his mouth twisted upward with the words, “if you insist on continuing to shout, you’ll do harm to your dulcet voice.”

She twisted her leg, but however gentle is touch it remained solid as well and she only wrenched her shoulder. “What do you care. You kidnapped me.”

Elres sighed deeply. “I know a horribly cliché action on my part, but…” He raised his hand, extending one finger as he snapped his wrist backward. The thing under the sheet began to glow. “Where else could I bring you?”

“Nowhere within the city. We know your face and magics.” Regaining a stronger stance on her one leg, she leaned forward. “They will never allow you to hold me–”

The thing on the table moved, two mounds jutting upward with many points even as the rest writhed beneath the sheet. Elres released his grip on her leg and turned back to the table. His hand scooped beneath whatever was there and he lifted. The thing sat up and the sheet slipped down.

“Stars no,” Corna whispered as the blood drained from her face. A shiver wracked through her body. This was magic of a type she’d not seen before.

Elres chastely tucked the sheet around the… the thing as it turned toward Corna with her own face. Elres cupped his fingers beneath the things chin and turned its face toward him.

“No, they will have you back. Or rather they’ll rescue my living doll.” The doll slipped from the table as Elres spoke, holding the sheet to itself. Raising a hand, the doll flicked its hair over its shoulder. The gesture was painfully familiar as was the assured shift in its stance. The thing moved like her.

Elres released his grip the doll and turned back to Corna, but she flicked her gaze away. The movement Her gaze flickered downward as she bit her lip. She shook her head. “What?” her own voice asked mockingly. “No witty retort?”

Elres moved over to her and placing his forearm on the wall learned close. “So, we’ve plenty of time, my dear.” His eyes gleamed with inner light. “Where shall we begin our conversation.”

Corna shifted backward before surging her leg forward and up, her knee connection with his neither region. Elres wheezed collapsing closer to her. “Oh, that was gone one,” the doll said behind him. Corna glowered at the doll.

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