"...Mother?" Cylea tilted her head. "Are you sure? Theo's a year younger than me..."
"I should remember," Gevenia scoffed. "My brother and I kept writing to each other about pregnancy and newborns, comparing the two of you at every milestone. Honestly, I was almost jealous of your mother for having an in-house doctor. Although, Cylea was a breeze compared to Mymesia."
"You said I was a cute baby!" Mymesia pouted.
"You were, dear, but you were born during one of our worst winters and got sick very often. Your father even considered us moving south for a while."
Theora was still utterly confused. Her aunt seemed sure of herself, but Theora knew she had always celebrated her birthdays in the fall and knew she was a year younger than Cylea... Not three months! An uneasy feeling settled i
