The High Father Dragon Gynyorra gives away his human adopted daughters in marriage to Anash.
WEDDING
The daughters of Kothar had spent most of the day preparing for this moment. They both had taken their weekly bathing in dragon’s milk. After which they both had their hair pulled back and braided into a single braid and their long dresses of white were made to look exactly alike. If it was not for Avris being slightly taller and for their hair being different colors they would have looked like twins. They walked together holding hands. They were both scared and excited.
They were led by a lady in a red robe with the hood pulled over her head. She led them quietly down a long hallway to the Dragon Council chamber where Gynyorra the High Father Dragon awaited them.
When they arrived in the hall the red lady left the room. There they stood side by side and looked up at Gynyorra. They thought of him as the most beautiful dragon they had ever seen. Most dragons were only two or three colors, but he was mostly green with some sky blue, red, silver and brown mixed in and had horns and claws of bright gold. He had kept watch over them these past few years while Anash courted them. Gynyorra looked down at them with pride and remembered the first time he ever saw them. Anash had gotten Garthlac to get him an audience with Gynyorra his father. He had already heard of Avris the sword dancer from the Fire River Tavern, but did not know this was her until he heard the story from Vorent of how Anash was able to convince the tavern owner to set them free. That tale was almost too crazy to believe, but there were a lot of people that witnessed what happened that day and Vorent was known for keeping to the facts.
Gynyorra had spent the day being polished up to be very shiny just for Avris and Monorra. When they looked up at him, he gleamed in the light of the fires in the sconces surrounding the chamber. He was beautiful before, but with him being all shiny they gasped as they looked upon him. He was wondrous!
He made a soothing sound, then spoke, “I see thou are speechless as usual in my presence daughters. I hope ye get thy tongues back in time to kiss the groom.”
They blushed. “High Father Dragon!” Avris said in awe.
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