"Irtysh?" Rizantona called. "Don't come! Just answer!"
"Mother?" The Western dragon prince looked up from the impressive pile of jewels in which he lolled, content.
"Yes. I want to speak to you, but I can't ask you to visit where I am, so stay where you are."
"Why not? We always visit; we can usually only speak to close relatives without visiting."
"I am your mother. That is close enough to allow free speech. This isn't my place. I am a guest myself. I can't invite others."
"Is everything all right? Can you come here?"
"Everything is fine, my son. In fact, I have excellent news. There is a reason I don't want to travel long distances now. You have a new sibling. I want to arrange for you to meet him."
"I don't understand Oh. His father is that Asian dragon, the father of my youngest sister, isn't he?"