Never before had she seen such creatures, though they looked much live very large, very shaggy white goats. Thin black horns punctuated the top of their long faces. You look like a collection of grandfathers, she thought, amused.

I bet his mother was a wyvern. -Scamp

You must tell Lady Alanna that sometime. I'd do it from a distance.

Thus went my first Court Day. I think i'm going to puke.

Do we say, Oh now I'm going to be nice to the weak and the small? Or do we do as we learned when we were pages?

When it was her own doing, she was always tempted to skip a day, or just glance down, then get back to the ground. Kel had to force herself to keep her vow.

I've written short stories in first person, but you have so much more control writing in third person. Third person, you know what everybody's thinking. First person is very limiting, and I could never sustain a first person novel before.