Drogos, Umaroth and Embar's heads snapped up as the noise of the whistle called for them.
"Again?" Drogos complained as he yawned "And right when I was managing to fall asleep"
"Come on brother" Embar nudged little Umaroth upright "Do you wish to come Agaravel?"
"I will stay here for the meantime" the Eldunarí said "I...require some rest"
She did not mean it because of her fatigue but because she had been giving energy to two massive dragons throughout the trip to Ilirea and she thought she needed to regain some of the loss she had had Umaroth clambered onto the turquoise dragon's back since both the climb and the descend down from the cave was quite high up.
And so the two dragons rose into the sky and then dived down to where the whistle's sound was coming from.
I know I'm writing a lot of scenes where people get scared or surprised by the size of Drogos and Embar but I just love thinking of what their faces would look like 😋😅.
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When two massive dragons landed near the city, the tips of their wings clipping some of the closer together structure, the human king and the dwarven king pulled out their sword and axe respectfully.
To Allara's surprise, the leader of the kull was rather calm. Either that or he was very brave.
"Put away your weapons" Nasuada ordered the other two. And the males slowly did so.
"As I told the queen, these are Drogos and Embar" Allara presented the two large dragons who lowered their heads down to their level.
"Big dragons" the kull male said simply.
"This is Umaroth, my partner" Vanir said as the smaller white dragon got off the larger turquoise one.
"I greet you dragons" Nar Garzhvog said.
The dwarf grumbled something of the sort as he strapped his large axe back onto its guard while the human king fumbled to do the same.
Nar Garzhvog stomped closer to the two dragons and presented his forehead to them.
"What does he want?" Allara asked Nasuada quietly.
"Kulls greet each other by butting heads. I myself have had to stop him from doing so in numerous occasions" the queen said in amusement.
"Headbut zirȳla drogos, embar. Apparently ziry iksos skorkydoso pōnta greet each tolie " Allara relied to the dragons (Headbutt him Drogos, Embar. Apparently it is how they greet each other).
The black dragon reeled his head back making Allara tell him to do so a bit more gently, in Valyrian since she didn't know if that would offend the other male. And so Embar and Drogos pushed the large kull back a bit as they greeted him in his manner.
Nar Garzhvog grunted in acknowledgement and backed away.
"But you said there were two riders, where is the third?" king Orrin asked.
"Both of these dragons are the partners of lady Allara" queen Nasuada informed him.
The man huffed out in astonishment and so Nasuada, with Allara's permission, told them she was not from Alagaësia and that where the younger woman came from dragons were more common, which had also received the same shocked reaction from them as it had from everyone Allara had told the same story to.
"So there are more riders where you come from?" king Orik asked Allara directly.
"Yes" Allara said hesitantly.
"So call them, ask them to come here" king Orrin demanded.
"As lady Allara has explained to us, she has no knowledge of how she got to our lands and how to contact her own people" Nasuada said.
"Fine, so we have two large dragons and another smaller one" Vanir pulled Umaroth closer to him at the statement, the elf feeling protective of the smaller dragon "What do you expect us to do towards the unseen threat?"
"I suggest we send several groups to different cities that have not yet been 'attacked' with a few sorcerers so we can be warned as soon as something happens" the queen said.
"I agree" king Orik said gruffly, his eyes still fixed warily on Drogos as he snorted out a puff of smoke "We will provide as many men as we can"
"As you say queen" the kull said as well.
"Fine" the human king grumbled out.
"Alright then. Will you lords join us for the welcome banquet for our new riders tonight?" she asked the males.
So Elva had been correct about the part of the dinner.
The queen dismissed them all and Allara got to the point of looking for a dress she could have in her bags. She chose the least revealing of them all. A gift from the lady of Driftmark, her godmother lady Rhaena. She combed through her hair and powdered on a bit of darker shadows around her eyes as well as she could do so by herself with the cosmetics she had seen in the bathroom joining the room. She also made sure to spritz herself with the weird perfume she saw there, gagging when a bit of it went into her mouth by accident, before slipping into her chosen dress.
She looks a bit weird here but please ignore it.
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As always she wore easy moving sandals underneath her dress but was not able to equip herself with any weapons as the dress was so soft that if it caught anywhere it would rip. So she settled for a hair ornament she always wore which the consort King Daemon had gifted her on her ten and sixth nameday that was sharp enough to pierce through flesh. She looked out the window once more to see the sun starting to go down.
There was a knock on her door and she walked over to open it all the while cursing the dress silently as the under layers of it clung to her legs. Standing there was Vanir wearing a light grey tunic and long pants, his hair pulled back from his face by two braids tied together behind his head.
"They are waiting for us" he told her.
She nearly pouted that she hadn't gotten any reaction out of him and moved forward while he held the door open for her.
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Vanir had indeed been surprised when he saw her. There were few occasions where he had seen her dressed up, none that he could recall. He thought his heart jumped but he hid it well enough for her not to notice.
"They are waiting for us" he told her.
As she walked out the door, he noticed the strange new smell to her. He smiled as soon as she had turned her back to him as he found it somehow amusing that she was dressing like so from what he knew of her.
And so the both of them went down to the backyard where the maid, that had also been waiting at the door for Allara to come out, led them to.
