Zeldalina

Miani glanced up at the many dragons flying up in the sky. The day was sunny and quite hot, a typical Aenraian summer day. Gongs and drums sounded, as the Choosing was about to begin. Miani then glanced around her, at the High Queen, the High King, and the other young men and women dressed in colored hides around her. She tsked in disgust, wishing for a breeze or that one or more people in the Sadiinuae Gereak would conjure a breeze, wearing hides in this heat was getting on her nerves. She longed to wear the silken robes, as they were cooler to wear in this weather. Soon, the dragons would come down, and Choose their companion, or not Choose