The celebration was still going on as night began to fall. Blueberry was perched on Amelia's chair with his head on her shoulder as he dozed. Everly had a brilliant, multi-shaded, purple fey dragon sitting on her lap. Amelia's aunts, Heather and Jessica, along with their mates and children, had all been relatively quiet during the celebration. They seemed to be overwhelmed by the commotion.
"Heather, Jessica, are you alright?" Olivia asked her sisters.
"This is a lot. We've never been here for one of the big parties before. We have always been here for the small family get-together," Heather replied.
"Is it like this for every Obsidian celebration?" Jessica asked.
"No," Olivia grinned. "This is minor compared to some of them. Kyra and Kevin have been on good behavior and haven't shot
