Fifty Word Fantasy: Blessed

“How’d this happen?!” Neila demanded.

Her sister Urra fidgeted. “Tristan and I snuck off, and… you know…”

“Alright, yes. But yesterday you weren’t even— Wait. Where’d you—”

“The temple garden.”

“You did it, on the hallowed grounds of the Fertility Goddess?!”

Urra stopped rubbing her swollen waist. “Yeah, but insta-prego?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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