"Are you my mother?"
Dineniel's eyes opened wide in shock, and she nearly sat down in the street.
"I, uh, don't know. I don't think so..." The boy's face fell. Dineniel looked around at Eolinda and Remdil for help, but they seemed strangely embarrassed. Sighing, Dineniel pushed her hair out of her face and indicated her pointed ears.
"So, you see, um..."
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