I am deep in the entrails of The Wound of Words Draft Three, and I have come to a crossroads. Care to help me decide which way to go?
Now, some people love prologues, some people hate them, and some, for reasons I am unclear on, just skip them. Some part of my mind insists that a short double prologue is just what is needed, so I wrote one. But what do you think?
“I have waited so long…”
The grass crackled with the first frost as her skirts swept across it.
“It will not be long now,” he replied, taking her long pale hand in his dark-gloved one. “And then we will be at each other’s side. Forever.”
“Such a man will grace the highest rank of society,” she said, her gaze drifting over his confident bearing.
“I am honoured to be the chosen of such a lady,” he returned courteously, clasping her two hands in his. “Such a gift!”
She smiled. “You know I would do anything…for you.”
❄ ❄ ❄
“I have waited so long to be happy,” she whispered, and the cold moonlight glinted on a tear welling under her lashes. “How can I believe at last that my waiting is at an end?”
“How can you doubt it?” he asked. “Look at what I’m doing for you. I do not seek my own advantage — I only want to help you to what you deserve.”
His dark-gloved hands drew hers toward him. He turned them palms up and kissed them.
She shivered and drew closer.
“Just give me your heart—that’s all I ask,” he murmured.
“It’s yours—you know it is.”
“And here is my gift to you,” he said, folding her hands closed. “Power shall never leave your hands. And soon…your word will be law.”
Her two hands curled tightly into fists as she leaned into his embrace.
If you have read Draft 2.2, do you think this gives too much away? (Don’t worry about spoilers in your comments – I’ll redact them.) Does it give an inaccurate sense of mood or tone? Does it add something, or does it take away?
If you haven’t read Draft 2.2, does the prologue interest you in reading the novel? What about it draws you?
Your opinions welcomed! Because frankly, I’m up to my ears in book entrails and I think I’ve got something clogging my figurative ears. Is this prologue an evocative morceau of intrigue, a cheesy double helping of cringe, or a confusing waste of two hundred-odd words? I can’t even tell.
The comment section is open – have your say!