With the end of the month looming over me, and Finale finished, I turned my attention to the second Patreon exclusive, a drama. While staring at another blank screen, I thumbed through my mental rolodex of characters. When Tiatha’s name surfaced, a story sprouted in my mind. Instantly, my fingers flew across the keyboard and before long, the first draft of the tale between her and another teacher at the Academy was staring out at me.
When I first created Tiatha, I didn’t know how consequential her existence would be for my fledgling world. However, it’s been wonderful to explore her character with each passing tale. This past January I wrote Subtle Defense, and while I don’t highlight her rebuke of her new colleagues, I hint at it. With this installment, I pick up after multiple humiliations of Volodar.
Pull up a comfortable chair and join me with Tiatha’s latest tale.
As Tiatha enjoys a meal in her classroom, Volodar stormed in seeking to redress the embarrassments he’s suffered from her hand…
“I haven’t forgotten about you.”
With a sigh, Tiatha laid her fork on her plate as she twisted toward the open door. As the edges of her lips curled up, she tapped the tip of her chin. “Fortunately, Volodar, after dispatching you back to the Academy, I have not given you a second thought.”
“You’ll pay for the insults you’ve thrown my way.”
Tiatha plucked her cup off her desk and brandished it before taking a long sip. “Do you think it’s wise for you to instigate another skirmish in this war of embarrassment?”
“You can’t handle a straight up battle with me.”
Tiatha’s smile widened as she eased her drink back onto the desk. “Didn’t we determine the gap between us was too vast for you?”
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