[Dominic's POV]
[Location: Morningstar Manor, New York]
Click! Click! Click!
Grayfia walked into the dining hall, finding everyone still lingering around the absurdly oversized breakfast table like some supernatural sitcom that refused to end.
Eris sat comfortably on my lap while I cut pancakes into smaller pieces for her.
"Paaapa, Mama is back!" Eris chirped happily, immediately spotting Grayfia the moment those silver heels touched marble.
'Like the clicking of her heels wasn't audible across three dimensions,' I thought tiredly.
Grayfia's silver eyes shifted toward Eris first.
Then toward me.
A microscopic pause followed.
Not enough for anyone else to notice.
More than enough for me to.
Ah.
Something happened.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Meanwhile—
Gabriel waved enthusiastically from across the table.
"Lady Grayfia! We saved pancakes for you!"
Selene, upside down on a chair for reasons known only to witches and failed physics textbooks, pointed dramatically.
