Door 15

"Yes, that is something I like to see." Father Christmas was smiling happily as he watched the quartet leave Angelina's parents. He leaned back in his armchair and ran a hand through his white beard.

"It won't last long. As soon as they're back at his house they will continue to fight just as they did before." Birger replied.

Father Christmas looked down at his elf and shook his head.

"I've already told you, Birger, you should have more faith in humans. They might surprise you when you at least expect it."

"I'll wear Inga's dress this year's Christmas when those two manage to find the right parents for these children." Birger said, knowing he would never have to wear his sister's dress, ever.

Those two humans would never find the right parents. Maybe if the woman had another partner, but with this man, there was no way he would be any real help. Alexander Tybalt Montague wasn't someone who helped somebody else. And he wasn't someone who cared for children.

Birger knew this very well. And he didn't know whether to admire Father Christmas' faith or to pity him because he relied on the young man.

And he wondered once more if it had been such a wise idea from his boss to pass this present on to those humans. Everyone knew that humans had no idea when it came to presents. This was the work of elves and Father Christmas.

Adult humans actually thought that children wanted clothing for Christmas! Or something they could need in school! No elf would ever think of such a present! Birger was convinced that Christmas would be a terrible and sad holiday were it not for Father Christmas. You couldn't leave something as important as choosing presents up to humans!

"Birger, you always have to remember that Christmas is the time of miracles. And who knows, maybe we are about to witness one with them." Father Christmas smiled and his eyes twinkled happily.

Birger sighed and shook his head. Father Christmas was a hopeless romantic. Nothing he would say would convince him that it was a risk he had taken with those humans. Birger just hoped that he wouldn't be disappointed in the end should it not work out as Father Christmas was hoping.

"Ah, well," Father Christmas arose slowly from his seat.

"There is a present I have to get. I will be back soon." He told Birger and walked out of his house into the snowstorm.