The triplets watched with their mouth hung open as Eiona walked into the study room.
" Pick your mouths from the floor, boys. This look does not suit well for 'The Triplets of Valor.' Isn't it? " Eiona said with fiend mockery in her voice and a sense of pride when she called them, 'The Triplets if Valor.'
" Aunty Eiona ? " Eliot stuttered out, still wide eyed, as he looked Eiona from head to toe, willing himself to wake up from this dream or a nightmare. Couldn't tell the difference. There were very few things in this world that could make this most mischievous and sneakiest of the three princes speechless. Well, he could count them on the finger of his one hand, but right now, Aunt Eiona seemed to have joined the list.
" Oh! Eli, of course, it's me, Aunt Eiona. Do you know anyone else
