Flash Fiction Friday: Maiden Rescue
A monstrous growl echoed outside Rella’s bedroom door. She stepped back, crossed the worn rug, her spine flush with the stone wall. Her fingers twisted in the layers of fabric of her tattered gown. Roar! She hiccuped back fear. Splat! Her eyes went wide. Either that was the beast that had stood guard at her door since childhood, or it was the unfortunate fate of yet another valiant prince. The door swung open. Rella squealed. Then she smiled. “You won? You slayed the dragon?”