“Still haven’t got a choice,” Mariden replied as the two made their way out the door. She was Dragonborn, after all. Her bonding would surely form some important alliance- Father would have seen to that.

“Sure you have,” Izaki grinned. “You could run screaming away into the hills, I hear one of my great-great-great-however-many-greats-aunt ( Read more... )

It should have been a beautiful and perfect day, Mariden reflected later, but it was not. It should have been the biggest day of her life, yet it was something she’d known was going to happen since she was old enough to understand speech. Somehow, the bonding ceremony had seemed a great deal more magical when she was little than it did now. It ( Read more... )