Zurna conceded nodding her head. "When the time is more appropriate we can discuss business. Now is the time for food to be eaten and rest to be taken," she smiled. At the mention of food, two tiny heads popped out of the wagon. Aliyah jumped down, leaving Cara behind and began to take off.
Moving quickly her young aunt was able to catch her and hold her in place. "Aunt Sir!" she whined. "What do you say Aliyah?" The little girl pouted up at Zurna, who refused to budge on the matter. The twin rolled her eyes, uttered a quick thank you to Sasha, and then took of running again.
If it had not been for Cara, looking nervously from inside the wagon, Zurna would have given a few choice words to her petulant niece. 'She's just like Sonya.' Cara was quickly helped down and also asked to thank the trader. Unlike her twin Cara, gave a softer and more meaningful thank you before burying her face in Zurna's shoulder.
"Come, I can introduce you to the rest of my family. Although," she paused, faltering slightly in her step. "I should warn you, I have twenty-five elder brothers. Don't take offense to anything they say. Boys will be boys," she huffed, throwing up the arm that was not holding Cara, before letting it slap back down against her thigh.
Zurna finally put the little girl down when they reached the entrance of the main tent. The flap door opened and Minali exited to embrace her only daughter. "You're home early dear. I thought you weren't coming back until tonight." The elder woman eyed the newcomer up and down, sharing a friendly smile.
"Momma this is Sasha. He is a trader. I was hoping he could share our hearth tonight."
"Of course! Come in, young man. Warm yourself by the fire. Zurna, how inhospitable of you, letting the poor boy freeze out here like that. Inside now both of you!" she scolded, chasing the laughing woman inside.