Dara was listening to her children's peaceful humming when Aeson Takin appeared in front of her.
'Hi, Godfather Takin,' she greeted him serenely.
'Hi, Godfather Takin!' uttered the twelve child-like voices.
'Hello, godchildren! You haven't hatched so you haven't a name yet!' Aeson Takin smiled gently at the eggs. They had grown for the past hour!
The eggs rocked and giggled. They became silent and still after the last childish laughter.
'They have gone to sleep,' whispered Aeson Takin.
'Yes,' Dara answered evenly. 'Was I missed?'
Did Gav miss me? asked her wistful heart.
'You are needed, Princess Dara,' her Godfather Takin murmured steadily.
Why? Her dying heart bounced.
'Of course.' Dara stood up. She patted the creases on her long skirt. 'Come!' She flicked her fingers. Instant
