"Gundo," One of Gundo's friends began, her voice filled with admiration, "I must say, you're truly lucky to have a son like Garnt. He's not only a capable leader but also a caring and devoted son."
The other women around Gundo nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with admiration for Garnt. "Yes, indeed," one of them chimed in. "I wish I had a son like him. My brat is always outside trying to follow stupid challenges in the village."
Another woman added, "Garnt is a rare gem. You must be so proud of him, Gundo."
Gundo couldn't hide the pride in her eyes as she looked at Garnt. "You're right," she said with a proud smile. "I am incredibly fortunate to have a son like Garnt. He's a remarkable leader and an even more remarkable son."
She wanted to boast more about him, but at the same time, she knew Garnt didn't like when others complimented him too much. So she held back trying not to make Garnt uncomfortable.
