In the main village, the news of the sub-villages' heartfelt gifts reached Garnt and Ayra. As they unwrapped each present, their eyes widened in astonishment and gratitude.
"Ayra, look at this magnificent iron sword!" Garnt exclaimed, holding the carefully crafted weapon. "It's the finest quality sword. I can't believe the blacksmiths put so much effort into creating such a masterpiece. They made the handle more artistic and our daughter's name was also there."
Ayra smiled, cradling their newborn daughter. She had given her daughter the name Guni, a name that held the weight of tradition and the warmth of familial love. As she looked into the innocent eyes of her little one, Ayra felt a profound connection, knowing that the name would become a part of their family's story for generations to come.
"And this beautiful wooden box, it's so intricately carved. What could be inside?" She also added noticing another gift.
