This is ultimately a Salem/Sive fic, it takes place two weeks after Wyvern Hail and ignores the epilogue...
Hai woke. Instinctivly she put her arms around the sleeping form of Nicias. He stirred.
"Nightmare?" he asked, stroking her cheek with his thumb.
"Worse." she said, "a sakkri." It had been a fortnight after Csjara had let her stay, she hadn't been having her foresights since.
"Oh Hai, tell me what this one's about." Nicias said soothingly.
"There were two, they had an obvious fork, and I am sure that ther is only one peaceable path."
"And?"
"I need to contact my mother, I need at least 10 falcons and one avian and one serpintine..."
"Not trying to take the throne back are you?" he said jokingly. It was the day she was to officially denounce her title and give it to Salem. It was the also the day he and Sive would annoce thier mates.
"No, but I need all these by noon."
"Noon? Hai I only know a couple of Falcons..."
"Nonscence, I just need you, Csjara, Araceli, Lillian, my mother, your parents, the rest of the mercy and me, that's ten."
"Hai, my parents magic is bound..."
"Yes, but boand to Araceli, she can use it if they are present..."
Hai was practical and within the hour she had ten falcons in a circle with two of the wyvern's court in the middle. The two volenteers, Marus and Urban, looked like the were regretting it but Hai didn't care.
When she had finished explaining what she needed to do and why, had the answers to all the questions and prefromed the spell she sent the Marus and Urban away, as they walked the discussed the way the spell had changed them, how they felt lighter almost. Hai smiled and looked at the sun. The sun was nearly straight above her. She needed to stop that blasted ceromony.
She speard her gryfalcon wings and took to the sky, from the air she could see the small throng of people gathering in front of the stage.
"... and Salem Cobrinana will rule the serpintine with grace and power..." the old man droned on. Salem was so bored that he was looking at his shoes with mild interest. Sive was trying her hardest not to fall asleep and put on an avain mask that woukd cover her boardem.
"Stop!" Hai yelled. There were mutters of 'not again' and 'that one's mad she is' "Stop, I'd like to talk with the Diente and the Tuuli Thea if I may."
"If they are alright with it then yes." the man said.
Salem and Sive nodded.