'Your little Mestarn is nearing maturity, Sila.'

Mila and Nanny turned to see a woman about mama's age walking their way with a wide smile.

Mila watched as Nanny moved to embrace the woman, a wide smile on her face.

'Yes, I think she is, Forniua. How are you all?'

They hugged tight while Mila stared with curiosity. Nanny was one of the few non gifted in her life, hired as a permanent addition to their family to assist with raising Mila while both her ...