“Now,” Adam said. “I have my own gifts for you too, but they might take a little while to e.”

  The children looked up at Adam, in various states of eating.

  “More?” Katool asked, staring up at the Half Elf.

  “Of course I have more for my adorable little Cousins,” Adam said. “We still have half a bht?”

  The children looked down at the box, which was still half covered. They nodded, agreeing with Adam’s assertions of the current situation.

  Adam pulled the cover aside, revealing all manner of bars made of wood aal. “Turot, e here.” He reached down and grabbed the stylus and paper which had e with the box.

  The boy walked over, looking down at the box, seeing all the different woods aals. Jurot’s shadow covered the boy and the box, as he stared down at the wood.

  “Jurot, let him see properly,” Adam said. ‘I should have known he’d be ied.’

  Lanarot reached down towards the shials and the wood, but Adam reached out to tickle her hands. “You already have your own, don’t be so greedy,” Adam cooed at her, causio pull her hands bad giggle at him.

  Turot looked up at Adam expetly.

  “ht.” Adam realised how the boy would have been stuck without any dire from him. “I want you to pick a wood and a metal, your favourite two.”

  “My favourite?” Turot asked, squatting down in front of the box, pg his on his hands. “I like this wood and this metal.”

  “Iyr oak is a good choice,” Jurot said, nodding his head. “You did not want Iyr sapple?”

  Turot looked up at his cousin, narrowing his eyes. “I want Iyr sapple.”

  “Jurot, do you wao beat you up?” Adam asked, narrowing his eyes. “Don’t listen to him Turot. Tell me, what does your heart tell you?”

  Turot looked up at Adam, unsure.

  “Let’s do Iyr oak, okay? This metal too.” Adam wrote down something on the slip of paper.

  “Okay, I want Katool to choose , youo oldest.”

  “I am older than Katool,” Turot said.

  “Yes, but you’re also a Rot, so I have to make sure you go first,” Adam replied, ruffling his hair.

  Katool spent a long moment thinking before pointing to Turot. “I want same.”

  “I want you to pick your own,” Adam said. “How about we let everyone else pick first and you speak with your sister?”

  “Okay!”

  The others began to pick their own materials, with Kitool eventually pig the materials she had discussed with her sister.

  “Wonderful,” Adam said, befng to the others. “You four, you should e piaterials yourself.”

  “Yoing to gift give to us?” Nirot asked.

  “Of course, you’re my Cousins too, aren’t you?” Adam asked.

  “We are not children.”

  Adam’s lips twitched, smirking at the group. “You are, aren’t you?”

  Nirot narrowed her eyes. “I ot believe you would use magic to beat children.”

  Adam frowned. “Just get over here so I figure out what to make for you too!”

  The three behind Nirot looked at her.

  “You do not o make us anything,” Naqokan said. “We have only met.”

  “So?” Adam said. “I want to make you things because I want to make you things.”

  “We ot accept so easily.”

  “Don’t worry about it,” Adam said. “I’m just figuring out what materials to use. I probably won’t make them in a while.”

  The trio looked apprehensive, looking to Nirot for support. She was a Rot, meaning she had some retions with the Half Elf.

  “You guys are such sore losers,” Adam accused. “Just because I beat you, you don’t want to get along with me.”

  “It is not that,” Naqokan assured. “These materials do not e cheap in the Iyr, and we have ons already.”

  “There is no need for another on when our families possess so many,” Faool added.

  “I would not mind,” Laygak admitted. “However, my Cousins are right.”

  “Yeah, but are they magical?” Adam asked.

  “No?” Naqokan replied, staring at the Half Elf.

  “Are you going to ent them?” Nirot asked, gring at the Half Elf. “Adam, there is only so much you get away with.”

  “If I want to ent ons for my Cousins, whose going to stop me?” Adam asked. “You? Naqokan?”

  “Our families have ented ons already,” Nirot replied.

  “Sure, but they’re for the family. I’m making magical ons for you all to own personally, until you find somethier, in which case you hand them over to your family, or to your kids.”

  “Passing our ons to our younger siblings is a good way of passing on the ons, but we have no need for them,” Naqokan said. “If you wish to make magical ons, then do so for the children.”

  “I was already going to do that,” Adam said. “I wao know what materials they waheir ons to be made from.”

  “What?” Naqokan replied.

  Jurot and the others exged looks between one another, before returning their gazes to their Cousins. Finally, they would also suffer the ridiculousness of Adam. However, it wasn’t just Jurot and the others around, but also the adults, who had heard Adam’s statement.

  “Yoing to ent ons for the children?” Sonarot asked, asking on behalf of all the children.

  “Yeah.”

  “Why?”

  “Why not?”

  “You should not ent ons for children,” Sonarot replied, simply.

  “Why not?”

  “They are children,” she said, staring into Adam’s eyes, trying to see what he to. She had thought she had him all figured out, but there were times even he surprised her. “What need of they fical ons?”

  “I made Lanarot one, so why shouldn’t I make them one?” Adam replied.

  Sonarot remained silent. It was very true Adam had made his sister a magical on, but she was also his sister. However, the others were also his Cousins, so if he made his sister a magical on, could he not also make his Cousins magical ons?

  The other adults quickly realised that Sonarot had been stumped, so they gnced between one another.

  “That is ridiculous,” Kaygak said. “I will not accept it.”

  “What’s wrong with me giving gifts to my adorable Cousins?” Adam asked.

  “It is n, it is just not done.”

  “So? I gave them all food and no one pined. It’s my money, so I should be able to spend it as I please.”

  “There is a differeween food and magical ons.”

  “The Iyr is quite snowy,” Adam replied.

  “Yes?”

  “I thought we were stating obvious things to one another.”

  Kaygak narrowed her eyes, which twitched at the strange Half Elf. Adam was an unknown, something the Iyrmen couldn’t prehend. “You should treat others with respect.”

  “You first,” Adam replied, almost childishly. “You’ve had a problem with me sihe start. You, as well as my Aunt’s brother and sister, I know that you don’t like me. I know that you don’t actually have a problem with me handing out magical ons, it’s just that it’s me handing them out.”

  “We may not like you, but that has nothing to do with refusing the magical ons.”

  “Really?” Adam replied.

  “Yes.”

  “I doubt it.”

  “Do you believe I’m lying?”

  “Yes,” Adam replied, simply.

  “How you say that?” Mirot s him.

  “I don’t want to hear it from you,” Adam said. “You’ve even doubted my retionship with my precious sister, and you threatened my Aunt too.”

  “Our family matters are none of your ,” Mirot replied.

  “Of course they are,” Adam said. “I don’t really know how being a Nephew works, but if you bee the Family Head, things might bee difficult for me.”

  “Is that what you are worried about? The difficult you will have leeg onto our family?” Mirot replied.

  “I don’t really care about the bes being in the Iyr provides,” Adam said. “Lanarot is my priority. Whether or not the Iyr accepts me is irrelevant. Whether or not you accept me is irrelevant. However, I know how this works. I leave the matter alone, and it’ll e to bite me in the ass ter.”

  “I do not like you,” Mirot stated. “However, I respect my sister’s wishes.”

  “I don’t care about that,” Adam said. “Whether or not you respect her wishes today or tomorrow is not what I’m ed about.” His eyes fell to Gorot too, and he sighed. “I uand why, as a parent, you feel ed about me. I’m a strange young man, and I say a lot of things. I do a lot of things too, and so far I don’t think I’ve done anything which causes arm to the Iyr.”

  Adam wasn’t sure what his real point was. He wasn’t certain what he should do, either, as the Iyr ce of a.

  “Isn’t it simple?” called a familiar voiearby. Appearing from the way was Strom, who had been listening to Adam from afar the eime. “They obviously don’t respect you.”

  “Hey, Strom,” Adam said. “Did you e here to tell me that there’s snow in the Iyr too?”

  “No,” he replied. “If they don’t respect you, you just have to beat them up.”

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