Aegir acted as soon as she had made up her mind. Big Dragon's invitations were soon written out by the Half-Dragon sisters and personally delivered to the women she had named.
Mason Town, the Lady of Silver's chapel.
Eleanor received the dragon's invitation to "bathe together in the hot springs" dressed in an elegant winter clerical gown, with a blessed halo from her silver eight-pointed star Holy Symbol above her head, thick white velvet tights, and white leather boots with silver chains.
Miss Cleric had initially looked rather impatient, but once she opened Aegir's invitation and read its contents carefully, her sea-blue eyes immediately blazed with dazzling light and fierce fighting spirit.
This dragon! If I don't teach her a lesson, she'll really think she can do whatever she likes!
Fine. We followers of the Lady of Silver have never feared a challenge.
"All right. Go back and tell your mistress that I'll accept her invitation and arrive on time. I'll show her who the real lady of the house is."
Eleanor spoke with absolute confidence, determination shining on her exquisite, radiant face. She looked positively gallant.
Aaron was Eleanor's bottom line.
A wave of astonishment swept through the chapel.
Beside the docks on Wyvernwater, at the loading and unloading point for Suzail's royal fleet.
Princess Regent Alusair and Charlotte, Cormyr's royal sorcerer, stood on the docks, watching the workers carry the prepared cargo off the warships, crate by crate.
Charlotte had already decided to build her wizard tower in Aaron's territory. As it happened, after conquering the Glyphfolk Monastery, Aaron had felt that it could hardly be a better location for her tower.
The two close friends were now aboard a Royal Warship, watching the workers load and unload cargo. Compared with the formerly unbreakable bond between the princess