Lover's Present

The night was darkening but Nebuchadnezzar could see the faint outline of his wife in the waning moon, her robes shining silver in the starlight.

She wandered up and down the steps, becoming a swirl of motion as she weaved in and out of the saplings.

“Someday those will be mighty tree, my queen,” he called out, and she laughed, then suddenly disappeared.

He leaped over the terrace railing and onto the ground below, running toward the fallen form as fast as he could. “Amytis!”

“It’s so beautiful.” She pulled him down among the flowers and kissed him. “Thank you.”

This short story is a part of the illustrious Flash Fiction Friday. Read the other lovely stories, spun off the prompt: "He leapt over the terrace railing and onto the ground below, running toward the fallen form as fast as he could." at the links below!

Brianne Dosch * Kat!e Larson * Quinlyn Shaughnessy * Lady Violet