Calling the Meeting...

"Quiet!  Quiet everyone.  I am calling this meeting to order," the Dowager said forcibly without raising her voice. Awena nodded her head knowing the chant she had cast earlier was helping her friend be heard over the crowd. Everyone started moving toward seats in the chamber.  Some assigned and some for whomever sat in it first. 

The Baron sat on the left of his mother, the Dowager Griselda, while Awena was on her right side at the front of the room.  Everyone else gave respect due to the new royalty of the Realm - the new Queen Ffion and Troll King Dulbbe, who sat facing towards the head table wondering what this meeting could be about.  The Gooblin King was not into protocol.  He preferred to sit off in the grey hidden shadows of the back of the room observing what was going on.  He told others that he preferred to be off to himself, but most believed it was because he couldn't stand all the bright lights.

"There are several things I need to bring to this Council's attention that are very important.  But before I do, I want the Council to be aware that just before I arrived at this meeting I received a Dragonflyye!" exclaimed the Dowager.  That started the muttering around the room to go in several different directions.  

​In the section reserved for the minions (so they could be called upon to deliver edicts from the council) Arnie had taken one of the seats because she had never sat at council before.  It's not like a 'Borrower' is invited to many functions since they have a tendency to 'find' things that they take with them when they leave.  Leaning over to Meen she asked in a low voice "What's so important about a dragonfly?  I chase them all of the time when I am not out borrowing."

Meen whispered "I am not sure if it's the same thing.  It could be I suppose, but I remember once that the old King of Shadows' referred to having a relic of one posted in an ancient scroll.  It was an ancient way of sending important messages when the Dragons where around."

Throwing up her hands into the air with a shrug Arnie asked her companion, "Who could be sending a Dragonflyye to the Dowager?  How could they even know to send it to her?"  

​Who indeed???