The Seventh Daughter
The Seventh Daughter
“Over a light tunic of threaded shells she wore a breastplate and back-plate of flattened white shell, tied over her shoulders and at her waist. Long curved shells protected her legs and arms, and a high-pointed, curling conch shell was put on her head, the lip coming down low on her neck and curving around to protect her cheeks. Finally, she was given a crystal sword for her belt.
She stood for some time, looking at herself in a mirror, wondering how an ordinary sixteen-year-old girl from Londo...n had turned in a matter of weeks into a princess warrior of Faerie. She smiled wryly at her martial reflection. Life can be really weird, sometimes.
“They are ready for you, my lady.” She turned at the voice and walked out of her room. The shell armor was surprisingly light and had been carved and shaped to allow ease of movement. She followed the serving girl down through the building. Tanzen was waiting in a courtyard. Tania mounted and rode toward the gatehouse. All around her, from every window, people were cheering and throwing petals and flowers down on her.MoreLess
She stood for some time, looking at herself in a mirror, wondering how an ordinary sixteen-year-old girl from Londo...n had turned in a matter of weeks into a princess warrior of Faerie. She smiled wryly at her martial reflection. Life can be really weird, sometimes.
“They are ready for you, my lady.” She turned at the voice and walked out of her room. The shell armor was surprisingly light and had been carved and shaped to allow ease of movement. She followed the serving girl down through the building. Tanzen was waiting in a courtyard. Tania mounted and rode toward the gatehouse. All around her, from every window, people were cheering and throwing petals and flowers down on her.MoreLess
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