A flash fiction response to a challenge issued by Chuck Wendig at terribleminds.com.
The assignment was to write 100 words or less referring to one of five words. I chose “tower.” And here is my tale:
They each thought I knew nothing. That I was naught but an innocent girl, whistling sweetly from my innocent perch. I saw him below, lurking about in the garden day after day. The Prince was there one morning when Mother called out to let down my hair. So when he called out, I knew what came next for hadn’t my mother warned me time and time again? And come he did.
I got what I wanted. Now my children and I roam, free from them both; stalker and witch.