ivoryandglass: (restraint [build me up//break me down])
[Filter: Dame Raetha and Sister Ally]

Good morning, ladies.

When you are ready, I do believe we should talk. I'd like to know a bit about your plans for my city, if nothing else. Perhaps we share common goals?

As you must know there are dozens of people clamoring to meet with you. I've barred them for now, to give you time to recover from that ... stunning entrance.

[Filter: Philippa]

Half of them are insisting they must be imposters, white dragon be damned. Half of the remaining half are not quite so able to delude themselves and so grudgingly agree their indiscretions must be tolerated, for the moment. And what few are left are either entirely undecided in the way of cowards or too starstruck by the thought that they are in the presence of the Dragons' holy chosen that I am not certain they even understood the significance of their little gesture.

Oh, and of course there is Tarmon. There's always Tarmon. He's still insisting the dragon is painted. Insufferable buffoon.

This could have been so perfect. Unbelievable.

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