The Sunspire got up before dawn, went down to the racetrack

Wraen laughed merrily, when the boy tumbled and fell in her excitement to get to the toy. At the same time she made sure that he was alright and had not hurt himself in the process - his roundish proportions prevented from getting any permanent damage, it seemed.

"A polite one, are you?" she responded to his words of gratitude and smiled. "A little gentleman just like your dad?"