"Ahh! Someone help!" Milori screamed as he was dragged down the hallway.
The Ministers came running out of the meeting hall and stood in the doorway. Suddenly Lord Milori shot past them. "Ella, stop! Slow down!" He was being dragged around the tree by his three year old daughter, Ella, who had recently learned how to fly. They were still trying to figure out what her talent was, but fast flying was near the top of the list. She also showed signs of a winter talent, but it was too soon to say.
"Help!"
"Dear Neverland," Snow muttered as she zipped past Milori down the hall. "Ella!" she called.
Ella stopped and Milori dropped to the floor, "Oww!"
"Auntie Snow!" she flew up and hugged her.
Meanwhile Red and Sunflower helped Milori back to his feet, "How do you… do that?"
"Do what?" Snow asked.
"Calm her down."
"Exist."
He let out a sigh, "Haha very funny."
"Auntie Snow, can we play a game?"
"Yes, sweetie, what do want to play?"
"Let's play tag! Tag you're it!"
"I'm gonna get you!"
"Haha, you have to catch me first!" Then the two went flying out of the tree.
"Red, how does she do it?" Milori asked.
"She's not her mom."
"But that makes no sense, Ella loves Clarion. All she ever wants me to do is let her drag me around the tree."
"I hate to break it to you, but that's how kids are."
"And how do you know that?"
"I don't know, it sounded like the right thing to say, besides I'm just the cool uncle."
"Who says you're the cool uncle?"
"Ella."
"Ugh, how do I be a father?"
"Children don't come with instructions, but you should be used to dealing with things without them."
"Why do you say that?"
"You managed to figure out Queen Clarion, and that's as complicated as it gets."
"But a child is different."
"Is it really? She is half you after all. Now if you'll excuse me I'll being playing tag with a three year old." Then he was off and Milori was alone.