“You may laugh all you like, but think of the complications of having a rabbit for a sibling!” Jamie howled and collapsed in a helpless heap on the grass. “I’m probably related to half the rabbits in Britain by now.” There was little point in continuing the narrative until the three had laughed themselves back to normality, so Merlin helped himself to one of Jamie’s scones. He was on his second by the time the trio had settled enough to ask him to continue. “I learned much from my extended family about the ways of nature and from my father I learned to control the gifts that my parentage had given me. I had the talent for prophecy and for conversing with creatures of the Otherworld. Shape changing was more difficult to master, but my half brothers and sisters were patient teachers and I enjoyed it all.” Jamie choked but…