I’m participating in the Weekend Writing Warrior, a weekly blog event during which writers share 8 sentences of one of their projects. You should check out the others right here: http://www.wewriwa.com/. I share this post with the Snippet Sunday Facebook group, which you can find here.
We’re back with another excerpt from my steampunk novel, Oil and Boiling Water (previous excerpts are compiled here). We’re jumping ahead a bit. Tatiana has changed into dry clothes, but chose trousers. Her brother doesn’t want her to wear that in the tavern downstairs. Some creative punctuation has occurred. 😉
“I’m not asking you to put on all the petticoats,” Damian coaxed, edging closer with the crooked smile that made him a favourite at court. “Just put the skirt over the breeches so your behind isn’t so… moulded by fabric.”
“In case you failed to notice, we’re running away from Father’s rules.”
“In case you failed to notice, we’re surrounded by ruffians and you can’t pass for my brother anymore,” Damian said ever so softly. “Your posterior has already caused drama, and you’ll never enter University if we both get killed here.”
Teeth clenched, I grabbed the skirt and slid it on. “Why did I grow breasts?”
“So you’d be easily wed?”