She squinted up, and took it, raising herself to her feet. On the third day of the festival. Mairan just blinked. After she got that festival dress, Jhyn'na's prediction was all too true. She was asked, left and right, for the honour of dancing.
City folk are much more used to such things.
Reigning her thoughts back to the question, she searched her mind, but drew a blank. Instead, Mairan tried another tactic. Something more like Jhyn'na. This woman had a very distinctive voice,' he grinned, 'And was taller than most. No, I believe I've found her.