Chapter 15: Iola at the GatesAnara let her sheltering wings unfurl.
She bowed her mighty head over the harbor shore.
She sought her priestess everywhere.
– from the Ballad of Ara and Enat
Darna waited. She hated waiting. There was nothing to do. Iola had gone out to beg, come back, and wandered off again. Now Iola was returning yet again, while Myril and Thorat – who might actually bring some news – were nowhere to be seen.
Iola climbed gingerly down the rocks and perched on a rock by the dragonlet’s favorite pool. She avoided looking at Darna. Darna decided to try to sleep again. There wasn’t anything else to do. Just as she was closing her eyes, Iola spoke.
“Anara says you’re going to be a priestess,” she announced.
Darna gave up trying to sleep. “Why would she say that? I’ll prob
