Princess

One of the Ladies of the lair, after many years of leadership, she's finally ready to prepare for retirement. First, she needs an heir to take her place as a member of the Family before moving on to serve the Arcanist.

While trying to produce an heir for her Seat, Princess took notice of another skydancer dragon, whose appearance reminded hers. She's began to wonder if she'd be able to pass the youngling as one of her own.

Galia's news worried Princess. She was the founder of the current ruling system of the Nefertuma clan, and Princess feared how the others would react when the news of their most beloved leader's future departure would be publicly announced. The request to find heirs for themselves came as a shock for her as well, but since Princess was preparing to leave anyway, it didn't change much for her.

Princess stroked the fluffy tip of her tail absent mindedly, as she pondered over the possibility of having an heir. Galia had not defined wether or not said heir should be a blood relative or not. Personally she'd prefer that a direct decendant take her Seat at the table.

She could feel the yearning to be by her deity's side growing day by day, and out of everyone in the Family, she was the one to know how Galia felt as she looked at the huge telescope that stood over the focal point.

Procuring an heir to her seat had proven more difficult than she had expected. She had considered giving her position over to Barlaine or Bandler, but honestly, there was something that didn’t feel right about them. Worse part is, that the lair’s overpopulation had started to become a problem again. She didn’t feel right rushing the situation either! Since they had yet again, a new addition to the Family.

Nikite was young and inexperienced, but Princess believed that she had the will reguired of a leader. So far, the young Aether, along with her mate, had adjusted to the lair surprisingly well considering how they had just decended from their floating ship a few moths ago. Princess had grown fond of these whimsical dragons, and their overly complicated words, finding herself referring to them as friends.

Sometimes Princess wished that her call to work alongside Arcanist would fade instead of getting more and more powerful. She wanted to know Nikite and Tabiron better, and she thought that they propably did too. Unfortunately her time was running out, she thought, as the desire to go to The Arcanist pulled at her heart.