You were in luck Robynne. You had the opportunity to craft your kite from an amazing array of materials from natural flame tree leaves with the shimmer of their namesake, to more technological fabrics. In fact, it was required to participate in the flying dance at all. What memories did the act of building bring up?
Allevard yours was... workable at least, right? What did you think of it when you finished? I mean you had Robynne there to help.
The dance itself wasn't too complicated or fast... the basic one at least, a couple of native men in elaborate costumes, again decorated with those shimmering leaves walked you though the stages of the kite dance, the ground movements and kite movements both. It's a dance of give and take, call and response. By the end you've managed to find the place where you synchronize and move in a harmony that you can feel.
As you pant with exhaustion from the effort, Robynne. The two men and several of the other dances bow and congratulate you both on your upcoming nuptials before walking away with their arms draped about each other, and there you are, Kites in hand when you spot Terci hurrying toward you through the crowds that bustle through brightly colored tents that litter the large park, all of which is presided over by the enormous glittering palace.