Although Durin was somewhat annoyed by this little creature that used crying as a weapon, he couldn't help but find it endearing.
His freshly transformed body, with tiny horns and a long tail, greatly charmed Durin's mother. She declared that Durin's future children should all be this adorable.
Durin's sister subtly moved next to their mother, "He said he wants to marry me, and I don't like him."
Durin's mother paused, then smiled at her younger daughter, "What's wrong, my Natalia? Isn't it good that someone likes you?"
Durin sat to one side—he really wasn't cut out for gaming tables as a favorite of the Goddess of Luck.
He might as well enjoy his sister's performance.
The sister fell silent for a moment, then her lips parted gently, "Because sister said not to trust men from outside. They are wolves in gentleman's clothing, always scheming to take advantage of us girls."
"You're absolutely right, Yelena!" Anta stepped forward to back up Yelena.