Dragonborn

Chapter 11 ~ Anatomy Lesson

She awoke late, and only then it was to the knocking of Oralia. "The seamstress is here." She said. "May we come in?"

Akila scampered to pull on some more decent clothes than her nightgown and the welcomed the two in, plus Allura. The seamstress herself had ginger hair and brown glasses shaped like half moons. In with her, she brought a giant brown leather satchel overflowing with measuring tapes and fabric samples. Out of it, she pulled a journal of like color and a pen. Setting them down on the table, she then walked up to Akila.

"My name is Georgiana. I am delighted to have the honor of dressing one of the knights. Now if you will just stand still, with your arms out, I'll get your measurements."

Akila did as she was told. Georgiana took measurements quickly, but her arms nevertheless tired long before she was able to put them down. The woman even ran a few fabric samples around her waist and arms, poking her with the needles she was holding on more than one occasion. Each of which was followed by a muttered 'Pardon me.'

Allura was constantly chittering about what color and fabrics for her to wear. The seamstress quickly noted every word of her ramblings in a neat scrawl. Georgiana then proceed to draw out a model of Akila and label the measurements. Without hesitation, she then took out a large thick book. It was filled to the brim with fabrics of every texture and color, and further organized alphabetically.

"This," Georgiana said. "Has every fabric in every color I offer. I advise you to start with the purples since they complement your eyes."

Before Akila had a chance to thumb through the book though, Allura snatched it up and started doing it for her. Eventually, they decided on a choice.

"Nothing really matches your eyes perfectly." Allura explained. "Because they are so unique, like blue with dashes of purple. So we're instead going to bring out the purple a bit more." She pointed to a lighter, then darker fabric, "We'll do this with accents in this."

Akila nodded. With that, Georgiana dashed out the door, eager to start her work. "It'll be my finest work I promise!" She shouted as she scrambled out the door.

Once the seamstress left, she turned to Allura and asked, "How much exactly is this going to cost?"

"Oh don't worry. We have an allowance that is divided equally among us. It's a godly amount that you'll probably never reach, unless you're me."

"Alright..." She wasn't completely convinced, but left good enough alone. I'm glad all those years of taxes are going towards something useful....

~

Akila dashed down to what must now be lunch, she was starving. Greedily, she munched away at the laid out fruits and miniature sandwiches. She really had to find out who the cook was and personally thank them, for the flavors blended perfectly in her mouth. Perhaps she was just hungry though.

After she had wolfed down her meal, she headed outside to train.

Akila wanted to be ready for any threat, which would mean learning to control her dragon form. Surprisingly, Gavin wasn't waiting for her today, so she went ahead and got started. Slowly, she took on her dragon form and stood up. Her legs worked just fine today, but her neck was still rather difficult to lift. She put her front foot under her neck and lifted, once she recognized what muscles needed to be used, she tried it herself. Like her back legs yesterday, it sluggishly obeyed her commands, until it was up at full height. She would look almost regal if it weren't for the drooping tail and sagging wings.

Hesitantly, and to no avail, she tried working with her tail. It blatantly refused to move, and unable to use a leg, she simply dragged it as she walked, wincing at every rock and stone that scraped and changed its course. It did, though, aid in discovering where the muscles were. They naturally tensed when in pain.