Weyr Life Drabbles: Prompt word #49: "Queen"
Poise, beauty, rank. A kindly touch. A fighting spirit. A keen will.
I make no pretence of my inspection.
These are the Searched, the chosen of bronzeriders; they have all the usual attributes of their kind.
Desperate to prove themselves worthy, they have been told many things, and believed some. Many changes in minds and morals have been wrought by these scant few days.
One and all, they muster hope and confidence... but my daughter is not blind to their uncertainties.
Just as I did, she chooses. Only one is right for her.
The one who is true to herself.
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