Every month, a meeting of the Queens Guild is held in a different kingdom. This month, your kingdom is the proud host. The Dragon Kingdom had not hosted a Meeting in many years, so this is the Dragons' time to shine.

You happen to be one of the workers in the Dragon's flying palace. Mopping the floors around queens might sound like a lot of pressure to others, but you know how rewarding eavesdropping can be around monarchs. They tend to leak important information at times, regardless of potent spirits.

Now the Rithruael is not where the Meetings are usually held, due to the fact that most Tribes can't fly, but you and a group of other palace workers were ordered to clean out the courtyard in preparation for the other queens' arrival. Broom in hand, you brush away the fallen leaves of palm trees. And the minutes go by, the desert sun begins to set, and the courtyards look gorgeous.

Everything looks finished, so you decide to finish your shift and go home. But as you put you broom away and head to the servants exit, you slip on a stray puddle someone forgot to clean, and tumble down a flight stairs into the palace...

"Oh, goodness! Are you alright?"

Your eyes open, and you realize you've been lying on the floor longer than you would have liked. Standing above you with a worried expression is your queen, all in royal uniform. The hall looks deserted except for you and her.

"You know, I hardly ever see commoners in my palace," she says with a slight smile.