He rolled his eyes, before looking at Aviendha and Vorela, before giving Daminor a big, stupid smile. "Maybe my wives here haven't fully introduced themselves. Aviendha, Solar and defender of the Archdragon, and Vorela, gold dragoness and consort of the Archdragon. Would they be enough to help with those bands, or would you like Tyra, blue dragoness and Archdragon's organizer, and Kamariel, Balor and Archdragon's sword as well?"<br/><br/>He admitted silently to the women that he had given them titles entirely on the spur of the moment, but he had to admit that it fit.