"Are you having twins like Aunt Quylla's or triplets like Sis Rena's?" Aran asked. "Why didn't you wait for Bodya to share the news with us?"
"I'm not pregnant!" Tista blushed wildly once she realized the misunderstanding. "I was talking about… female parts."
"Ah, you mean breasts." Aran said in disappointment. "I'll never understand why everyone makes a huge fuss about them."
"You will, son, you will." Raaz patted Aran's shoulder. "Give yourself time."
While the male side of the table placed bets on the when and who would draw Aran's eye on that fateful day, the female side glared at their respective companions.
"I don't understand it either." Leria observed the tension in the room in confusion. "Maybe, when I grow up, we can solve this mystery together, Aran."
"Oh, no, you won't!" Rena snarled like a lioness, scaring both children. "I mean, don't worry, pumpkin. It will all be clear in due time."
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