“I order you to marry me and be my Queen!”
The moment the words thundered into the room, Jakran looked like he wanted to swallow them back in, but he raised his horned head and glared at her. Tricia's enchantment gave way to anger and she lifted her chin and faced him down. Who the hell did he think he was? The title of “King of the goblins” didn’t mean much more than "jailer" and she refused to be coerced into anything.
So there you have my attempt at #FiveSentenceFiction. I used the prompt in my WIP The Goblin King. Comments are much appreciated and stop by Lillie's Blog for more FSF offerings. :)
