If you didn't win, I hope you enjoy this consolation prize. Charity tagged me in The Look Challenge and it's a great excuse to give you all another taste of Disciple, Part I. The challenge rules are: search my story for the word look and post the scene around the first occurrence.
Well, the first couple looks in Disciple are in the sample that I've had up for months and months. So I'm going to post a later scene that you haven't read yet:
A shadow fell over us and the peasant startled, then dropped to one knee with his fist against his chest. I stepped back, myself, from the grey horse as it pranced close, mouthing its bit and puffing.
“I thought I told you to keep quiet.”
I squinted up at the crown prince. I’d seen him at a distance, riding beside the king, and with my memory Blessing that was all I needed. Wodenberg had only one prince, and it was well known that the queen had sworn she’d die before she let the king touch her again.
A good thing that Prince Kiefan was so easy to look at, then, golden-haired and grey-eyed, Blessed as few were and still unwed at eighteen.
Stern glares were his stock in trade, it seemed. Like his father.
“These men were wounded,” I said, then wanted to take it back as he towered over me. But then I steadied, sure that I was right. “How can I treat patients without speaking?”
M’lord leaned down from the saddle. “A squad of reinforcements doesn’t need a physician at all, let alone a young girl. Keep quiet.”
Fear stiffened my spine, kept my eyes on his black, shiny-new riding boot in the stirrup. “M’lord,” I murmured, to accept the command. My mind whirled, though, flickering through Master Parselev’s every word; he’d said I must go, Saint Qadeem had agreed, surely there could be no mistake…
Disciple, Part I, will be available everywhere on November 1, 2012. I'll post progress reports on its deployment here.