Pearl shakes her head.

"There is now."

Glass laughs.

"Any ideas on how to turn yours into a nickname?" Shell Bell asks Princess Tony.

Helpless shrug.

"I guess you could go by 'Princess' for now? It's not perfect, you wouldn't be the only princess at a Bell party, but I think it wouldn't be that hard to keep your family and Elspeth straight, and if you can't think of anything else..."

"I've got to have more identifying characteristics than that," she says.

"You totally don't, there's a reason the rest of us named ourselves after coin colours."

"So you're all blacksmith fire-witches who make flying armor?" says Glass skeptically. "Granted I don't know how to turn any of that into a nickname..."

"Blacksmiths not so much - more engineers - low-tech here? - and what is a fire witch - and yes on the flying armor, Iron Man did that."

"Iron Princess," Tony suggests whimsically.

"Bite me," snorts the iron princess.

"A fire witch is a kind of hereditary magic user, mostly having to do with fire," says Glass. "One married into the royal family a few generations back. It's a little thinned out for my wives. The little ones can handle hot things safely - Carinna likes to play with hot glass - but that's all."

"Kiawen, Tanalin, Carinna - you have three, or are there more?"

"Three. One apiece."

Tony grins.

"Cute," says Tony.

"They are! You met the untwins - do you want to see Carinna too?"

"Sure. Untwins?"

"All three are honeymoon babies. Tanalin and Kiawen share a honeymoon," Glass nods at her second wife, "but didn't share living space."

"I'll go see where Carinna is," says Kanim, wandering out of the room.

"Speaking of which, where'd the other one go?" wonders Tony.

"Away," says Pearl. "Some time ago."

"Hiding-and-seeking," says Glass.

Carinna and her Uncle Kanim arrive presently. Carinna double-takes at the foreign Sherlock. She is completely nonplussed by the foreign Tony.