Aeran
Aeran scrubbed at the floor disinterestedly. Ever since her 'buxom-buddy' Deira had been taken away with the 'love-of-her-life' Reihiin, Aeran had been dreaming of dragons.Though... it may have been Reihiin who was her 'buxom-buddy' and Deira had been the 'love-of-her-life', Aeran couldn't really remember, they had been gone four years...
In actuality, Aeran hadn't really known Reihiin and Deira very well at all. Only enough to know their names and what they looked like. But they were practically heroes among the servents. Your regular rags-to-riches story. So of course they had been Aeran's best-friend/lover.
"Aeran! Stop dreaming and get to work!"
Aeran made a whining noise and crossed her eyes, mocking the matron. But she did scrub harder. The matron was a harsh woman.