"No po!" Elysia conjured the crown of silvery fire again, claiming the title of overlord of the house for herself.
"Here you go, your majesty." Lith handed her a small bag of baby biscuits he had ground into a fine powder. "This is your reward. You are free to share it, if you want."
"Dan iou, Dya!" Elysia held the bag like a treasure, hugging her father before being sent back into the Doomslayer crib. "Me hep Dya! Loo!"
She showed her prize to the other toddlers and asked Vyla to split the contents of the bag into their baby bottles. Valeron received a normal cup as the oldest one, drawing the admiration of the smaller babies.
"What did you do, Ely?" He asked.
"Do no." She shrugged.
Just because her father asked her to help him in his experiments didn't mean she had any concept of magical research.
"Can you show us?"
"No." Ely shook her head. "Dya no."
