Life is good. I take part time jobs to help out with money. It bring smiles at dinner with my Mom and sister. Mom got sick, so I focus more on working. When Mom died I coped day by day. When my sister got married she suggested I move away. It...
The six magic viewing portals lead to six different places on the continent. The conversation is nearly identical.
"Yes, that is definitely a dragon with a sleeping woman. She looks like one of the warrior women."
"Waking up, now. Let's see. She moves like a courtesan."
"A Dragon's Consort? Yes, yes. That seems quite likely."
"One sided? The dragon shows no reaction at all."
"Still, a dragon's consort only implies devoted protection."
"On the other continents (where a single royal house rules the continent), the royal houses are all founded by dragon consorts. None of those make any claim to dragon blood, only dragon blessings."
"That looks like training, but with no weapon type I know about."
"Look, in sunlight. Clearly a Sun's Child."
"No, I see no pattern in that movement. No known weapon skills involved, yet clearly some form of attack and defense."
The hours of exercise prompts no laughter from those viewing. If some child had done it, it would have been uproariously cute.
This is just too serious for them. The only continent (not ruled by a single royal house) has gotten a visitor.
A dragon's consort.
They all decide to make a formal record of it.
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