Prologue: The Birth

It was a happy day in Mithril Hall. Wulfgar and Catti-brie, having been wed for 20 years, had conceived a child. Once bold adventurers traveling with the legendary dark elf Drizzt Do'Urden, the pair's glorious adventuring days had passed. Wulfgar, having been raised in a barbarian tribe, had always believed that women were inferior. But Catti-brie's wild and independent spirit had destroyed that belief, and they were a blissfully wedded couple. Drizzt and a host of dwarves witnessed the birth, including Catti-brie's adopted father, Bruenor. The softhearted dwarf was doing his best to keep himself from crying, as he had helped in the raising and training of both of the couple when they were younger. Drizzt's lavender eyes were shining with joy, as they were two of his best friends, two of his few friends in the entire world. They had decided to name the child Kaylaron, Catti-brie's mother's name if it was a girl, and Zak, after Drizzt's father Zaknafien (a dark elf with a kind heart akin to Drizzt's own) if it was a boy. Everyone in the room held their breath as Catti-brie gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, Kaylaron Battlehammer. Drizzt smiled as the dwarven midwife handed the baby to her mother and father. He could see the resemblance to her mother. Bruenor could no longer control himself. Tears ran down his old, battle-scarred face and into his long beard as his granddaughter was born. The future Queen of Mithril Hall.