Recent content by Elizabeth Auclair

She took a moment to ponder what the stranger was saying, her eyes still fixated on the tragically broken figure of her former king. In truth, he was right—she was far from the sole survivor of the affair, with the royal guard likely being the only thing she was the sole survivor of. She still...

Elizabeth had hardly heard the footsteps of the stranger as he approached, or if she did, she had ignored them as she wept, clutching the body of her beloved king. Perhaps it was a scavenger, or a soldier, who was going to finish the job by slaying her as well. And in the moment, that didn't...

When Elizabeth awoke, the world was dark. It took her a few moments to realize she was presently face-first in freshly-trampled soil, at which she slowly raised her head, rolling onto her back and wiping some of the dirt and blood off her face with her gloved hand before really opening her eyes...