"Yes to both, dear." A wave of Ripha's hand made the nasty food disappear, replacing it with delicacies. "Did we ever tell you how we met?"
"No." Baby Solus put her brain in autopilot while stuffing her face with a soft and sweet sponge cake.
"Do you want to hear it?" Ripha asked while replacing the cake with a vegetable soup.
"No!" She protested at the blatant abuse of power. "I mean, can I have dessert first if I listen to your story?"
Baby Solus's tone was very serious, yet her parents seemed to find it hilarious.
"Of course, princess." Threin cried with laughter while handing the plate back to the kid and wondering if she would hear one word of what they said once she had what she wanted.
"You see, back then Mom was in a huge slump." Ripha said. "I had spent weeks holed up in my lab trying to make my latest creation work, but to no avail. Then, one day Aunt Lochra came looking for me."
