Nemissa’s moments

There were times​ she could put everything else aside. Castlehaven, her son, Fletcher… everything. Those times were few and far between, but they did exist. Sometimes Nemissa needed a minute to herself.

And it would be only a minute. A single minute to take in a breath, one that didn’t submit itself to another person, another concept, another anything. In that minute, she would miss things. She would miss submitting herself to those other things. How much Castlehaven had become a part of her since she had been sent here! How much her son meant to her, how she could not imagine life without him! How Fletcher somehow had become a part of both of those things.

A minute was more than enough time away from those three things.

The knock on her door came at exactly the time she expected it. “…my lady?”

She took in another breath of the sea air. “You know you don’t have to call me that. Come in.”

Fletcher did.

2 thoughts on “Nemissa’s moments

  1. Interesting introduction!

    Sometimes Nemissa needed a minute to herself.

    And it would be only a minute. A single minute to take in a breath, one that didn’t submit itself to another person, another concept, another anything. In that minute, she would miss things.

    So relatable. Good insight!

    I often wonder, what do your character’s look like, AA?

    Like

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