"You wanted to see me?" Salma heard the queen mother ask.
"Yes, queen mother. I looked for you yesterday but was told you went out." Salma responded, going to sit beside the beautiful blonde woman, who was looking intently at her and had a subtle smile on her face.
"That's right. I went into the city yesterday. My attention was needed on a matter. So what is the problem and how can I assist?" The queen probed.
"I have a request," Salma revealed, pursing her lips as uncertainty washed over her.
"I'm all ears."
"I met a dragon warrior yesterday when Cozan and I went for dagger training. Her dragon was sick and I helped him." She stopped talking, seeing how the queen's eyes widened at her first statement.
Was this it? Her request probably won't be granted.
"You met a dragon warrior?"
Salma nodded.
"And her dragon?"
Another nod.
"And you didn't run away?"