I'm really sorry for not posting anything in a long time. Lately, I've been going through a self-conscious phase about my writing which left me without any ability to put ANY of my ideas for the chapters down. This chapter is short but I decided to post it so I could let you all know that it may take a while for the other chapters.

Anyway, thanks for the support and the reviews from all of you! Any help would come in handy…:-)

Brenda

The union between Oliza and Avaram had been received gleefully by everyone in Wyvern's Court. Dancers and bonfires graced the newly formed court and synkal as the two mates and future leaders now greeted their people as one. It had become known that only when Oliza presented her firstborn child, it would be then that she and her mate Avaram would be pronounced rulers to Wyvern's Court. The condition that was set upon how they came to rule was not set by the present Diente and Tuuli Thea, it had been set by those who were part of the court. Danica had only given birth to one heir. Oliza would be their only hope and it was necessary for her to be able to procreate enough heirs. If it was not so, the kingdoms would be in great peril of civil wars.

Aside from the matters of court and the happiness of her people, Oliza still remembered her time away from home. She had learned many things there. Her fears of human invasions were calmed by the fact that she knew that they were just settling. It was possible that with time, the human settlers would slowly from armies and only then would they be a threat. For the moment, Oliza found to be truly happy after her time with Ulrik. She had not forgotten their time together; in fact she feared she never would. He had left an imprint in her heart far more pronounced than the deep affection and devotion towards Avaram.

She walked beside Avaram, watching the dancers now and then and then greeting and speaking with their people. The sky had not yet darkened but the sun was not beginning to set back into its place. She leaned her hear in Avaram's shoulder, a small gesture that made him smile a bit. He was too kind to her. No doubt that he would prove to be a good king.

Instantly, her attention turned towards a commotion in the corner of the great courtyard that led to the main inner hall of the palace. The guards made an attempt to keep it quiet but it was obvious to Oliza that something was wrong. She raised her head abruptly from Avaram's shoulder and looked at him in a silent show of worry.