Pride Fics 1

I'm attempting to write micro fics for Pride Month. No idea if I can write one everything, so we'll see how many get written.

“I don’t understand,” the wizard cried. “My plan was flawless.”

The witch said nothing as she sipped her apple tea. “Tell me, what was your plan again?”

The wizard ran his hands through his hair. “I cast a curse on the princess so that I was the only man she could fall in love with, but it’s been six months and she has not given me one sign of affection.”

The witch lowered her cup as she chewed her bottom lip. “Have you considered there might be a reason your curse simply didn’t matter?”

The wizard cracked an eye. “Oh, like what?”

The witch leaned over the table. “Such as the princess and the duchess are very close.”

The wizard tilted his head. “Yes, what does friendship have to do with it?”

“They are more than just friends,” the witch replied.

“They’re companions?” the wizard asked in confusion.

The witch sighed as she folded her hands. “They’re lovers.”

The wizard blinked. “I don’t understand, what do they love?”

“No, no,” the witch said as she massaged her temple. “They share a bed.”

“In shifts?”

“Okay, I’m going to need more scones to explain this.”