Tyrant
Zeljan Kurst was essentially a king in the oblast that he was the governor of. He had a group of loyal men and women and lived in one of the few places of plenty in the area. The gold and coal mines were almost beside the point. The diamonds were king and they may as well have been drenched with the blood of the workers. He had obliged the meeting of the forman, or rather, the woman in charge of the mine. It had ended in threats. "Tyrant."
Kurst smirked at her. She shivered. "Thank you."
She turned and left.
Fin
Based on a prompt by Zyzyax (see story summary). This is the 109th work in the Winds of Change 2022 Alex Rider Prompt event, where a new prompt (plus a short 1-3K work) is posted every day. For more details, see the AO3 collection :) Want to discuss? Leave a comment beneath, or join the discord (Link on AO3 Fics or just PM me, lol). Want to take part in our Alex Rider anniversary celebrations in September? Join the WoC discord to take part in a fanfic event! Want to showcase your work to your fellow fans and authors? The WoC server has a new feature! Any author who joins can ask to join our authors' feed, which shows all the fics from the authors who opt in, including non-AR fics!
