An Errand of Sorts

The white wings moved them effortlessly through the air as Meira focused on the task at hand. At her side rested no sword, Gem had only just finished training her, but her sword was being made at the moment, she knew that.

Narimya and her were very pleased about this, though they knew that this was only an errand, it was nice to know that her mother had specificly asked Aunt Ashlere to send her to Drannor. She looked forwards to seeing her uncle and aunt, as well as of course, Taeron.

Soon they were diving towards the ground in the weyr and she could see Taeron sparring with the other elves. He seemed to be enjoying himself at the moment.

Narimya landed, causing several dusk dragons to take off in another direction immediately. Clearly Sun Dragons were not welcome here in the Dusk Dragon enclave, unless of course they were Gaelira. The white male snarled in annoyance at their reaction.

“Taeron!” Meira called. She knew it would distract him, but surely the mere sight of Narimya would have distracted the other elves anyway. If not, who was she to care? Only the crown Princess!

She grinned at him when he gave her a hug. “An errand from Gem,” she replied. She smiled though, knowing he would want to know what was going on. “One which we need Drannor and Sahar's help for.” She chuckled. “You haven't visited in a while,” she teased him. Oh it felt good to see him again.

Narimya chuckled. “Focus Meira,” he said, knowing where her mind had gone.

“Nari!” she chuckled. But she did stop laughing. “It's kind of important. Gem sent me herself. Oh and by the way, I finished my training yesterday.”

“Hello Sahar,” Meira added, smiling at the older elf. Like the others she was just as respectful of those who were... well not so highly ranked as she was, as her mother was as well. Of course unless they did something wrong, then things got scary when it came to her and Narimya.

She smiled bending down to Raiwen's height. “Yeah I am, but honestly I don't see what's so great about it.” She smiled at the little girl. “it's nice to finally meet you two.”

As if he'd heard his name, which he likely had with that mind reading gift of his, Drannor appeared in the doorway. Soon as he saw Meira standing there he blinked and then bowed as he ought to. “Una stella deve brillare sull'ora del nostro incontro, Princepessa Meira.”

“No need for that Drannor,” Meira replied grinning at him, waving away the formalities easily enough. “I come on an errand, and though you've likely heard the full story from in my own head I'll repeat it out loud for the others who do not have that gift of yours.” She paused. “Gem asks that Sahar and yourself come to Meadowbrook. Faeron has returned from training with the Moon Dragons. However he is different. Gem and Auraka believe that this might be a recurrence of when that cursed Drian posessed Gem herself. She and the others are very worried about him.”

She sighed as she looked over at Sahar once more. “Sahar, my brother has gone to find Kasinda. He's figured out that she went back to Nuban, and he's gone after her. I think if what I saw earlier was a true vision like the ones my mother has, he's found her.” She hoped she would be able to get through to Sahar there.

“It was,” Drannor chuckled. “I have seen theses vision myself, your mother asked me to check out one a long ago,” he chuckled. He was smiling, and he certainly did seem more like his real self. His eyes moved over to his wife though, and so did he, moving over to sit next to her. “I don't know that Sahar will be able to travel, and you forget, I have no dragon now.”

At that Narimya laughed. “What are you thinking? That I would not carry you, leader of the Dusk Dragons?” he asked. “Plus a surprise waits for you, Drannor. One which you won't find a thing in my head about.” That last bit was aimed at Taeron as well as Drannor.