Chapter Eighty.

Himari’s POV.

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I beam around the egg, crouching my frame as I drag my feet around with large inquisitive eyes blinking with an enthusiastic smile. Welma busy doing her magic stuff sighs at me for the hundredth time and gives a push against my temple just before I hit her with my poked-out head.

“Ugh, calm down, Mari. They’re not hatching today either.” She frowns at me who giggles and mutters my apologies. Kitra and Vilma chuckle at us, and Vilma leans forward from where she’s sitting on the floor away from me.

“You’ve become a parent so suddenly” Vilma teases and Kitra huffs with a grin as she adds, “More like an adoptive parent. She didn’t lay the egg”.

I force a tight smile as I look across at them who rear back like they expect me to jump on them. “Say whatever you want, they’re my babies nonetheless” I remain adamant about my joy as I continue to watch the egg heat up in a warm golden glow.

Before our eyes, crack lines begin to trace over the shell of the egg. I recei