"What kind of disaster?" Neriah arched his brow.
"I have not gotten to that part, be calm," Oberon frowned.
"Yes, allow him narrate his story," Dora scowled at him.
Neriah squinted his eyes, "Do.."
"No argument, I will just go on with the story," he chuckled.
"Yes, you should," she sighed.
"Wait.. how come the child does not yet have a name?"
Oberon arched his brow, "when did I say that?"
"You have not told us her name."
"Oh that.." he creased his brows, "what was her name again?"
He racked his brain trying to remember her name.
His eyes fell on Dora and his brain clicked, "yes, her name was.. Dora," he nodded.
Dora's heart skipped a beat.
"Dora?" She drew her head backwards, "that is my name.. we bear the same name!"
Neriah turned to look at her, of course.. they beared the same name.
