15. All girls have cooties!
"Oh, toddle off, you interfering brat!
Eldarion felt tears sting his eyes, though he would never show them. He had only wanted to take a closer look at this strange contraption his sisters were playing with. Why they would want to use perfectly good yew - the same yew used for the mythical Lorien bows he'd heard so much about - for such a strange thing... he would never get it. "Parasol," they'd called it. Stupid name!
Rather than let them see his tears, Eldarion whirled around and stalked off. He didn't even hear the giggle from his sisters anymore.
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