PS: I still feel awful, though a little better than yesterday. This is miserable-my head hurts even while I'm writing.
Dressed in the Obarskyr Royal House's standard military dress uniform with a skirt, a white bearskin military coat over her shoulders, and black high heels with square pearl buckles, Alusair brought tremendous pressure to bear on everyone the moment she stepped onto the dock.
Operations at the dock ground to an almost instantaneous halt. Guards, merchants, and workers all fell to their knees, hardly daring to breathe.
Only a few Snow Elves fishing beside the dock glanced over before returning to their fishing. These arrogant people even seemed somewhat irritated.
Who were these people?
They were scaring all the fish away!
Fishing had recently become a very popular pastime among the newly arrived Snow Elves. After living on the High Ice for more than a thousand years, they had fallen in love with the never-frozen Wyvernwater upon arriving in the Sunset Lands. Their preference for quiet and their habit of keeping to themselves drew them to fishing, and before long, they had established a "Fishing Club."
With the Fairy Princess's arrival, the Snow Elves had finally acknowledged Aaron's authority-temporarily-after repeated warnings from Rellta. Their greatest problem, however, remained their aversion to farming. Over their long years on the icefields, they had gradually abandoned agriculture, leaving them almost entirely dependent on the human subjects for food.
Yet the Snow Elves soon gave Aaron a pleasant surprise. Though they disliked farming, their skills in hunting, animal husbandry, construction, handicrafts, and arms production far surpassed those of humans. Their greatbows were inexpensive, long-ranged, and well-made-excellent value for money. The heaps of white dragon hide hauled over from the High Moor were gradually turned into fine leather armor for the Black Eagle Guard, with