“I still can’t believe she gave you that sword,” my uncle Kiyoshi said. We were sitting in the great room and the king and queen were still there talking to my parents outside.
“I can’t believe she found it. You have no idea how many people have been searching for a sword from the heavens, and you got it,” my uncle Mateo said, in awe.
“Let me guess my son has been teaching you swordsmanship?” my grandmother Sakura asked knowingly.
“Yes, he instilled in all of us the way of the samurai. Something about embracing our heritage, and I’m not even sure how that works if we are fairies from here,” I said.
“Oh, well, he is right. Even though we are fairies. Our history comes from Japan before it was Japan. You have heard of Pangea, right?” Grandfather Akio asked.
“Yeah, everyone’s heard of P
