Mira POV

It's been a month since I took (y/n) in. I decided to train him in using the power of his djinn after we transferred his djinn to a new metal vessel. He threw a fit over it and made it into a great ordeal, but eventually, I learned that he was upset because he thought he would have to get rid of his sword. I will admit that I did plan on replacing his sword, but I couldn't bring myself to hurt him like that. "MAMA!" (y/n) said happily, "Not now darling, Mama's very busy." I said, "Mama play?" He asked, "Not right now. Why don't you go play with your big sisters, they'd be more than happy to..." I began to say, "MEAN!" He said as he clung to me, "What do you mean? Don't you like your sisters?" I asked he shook his head, "Mean." He said, "I'm so sorry darling. In our culture, women are superior to men. You will be the only exception to this." I said as I comforted him, "Don't worry I'll talk to them." I said as I kissed his cheek, "Would you like to stay with Mama for a while?" I asked, "Yeah." He said softly.

The next morning I one by one talked with each of my daughters until only Pisti was left. "Pisti dear come here for a moment." I said she walked over to me and I picked her up and sat her on my lap. "What do you think of your brother?" I asked, "Mama's confusing Pisti. Pisti doesn't have a brother, Pisti only has big sisters." Pisti said, "But Pisti, you do have a brother. I took (y/n) in, and he thinks of me as his mother.  I'm the first woman he thinks of as a mother. The only other woman who he thought of as a mother was his oldest sister who was killed in a dungeon." I said, "Pisti is sorry Mama." She said, "Pisti, I want you and your sisters to be nice to (y/n). He's like Mama, he has the power of a djinn." I said, "Ok Mama! Pisti loves Mama!" She said as she hugged me, "And Mama loves Pisti." I said as I kissed her forehead. "Now go play with your brother." I said, "Ok Mama!" She said happily as she jumped down and ran off. "I'm a good mother." I said.

A few hours later I decided to go check on (y/n) and the girls, "MAMA!" (y/n) cried as he ran to me wearing a dress, "GET HIM!" Pisti shouted as she and her sisters chased after him with various items, "Well I suppose this is better than them picking on you." I said with a slight laugh.