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[deshabille_maladicta]

Maladicta was sprawled across her and William's bed, on her stomach. Olivia was lying on her back beside her and squealing quietly when Shenlong would stick his nose into the arch of one tiny foot or the other. The wolf's ears would tick one way, then the other, and sit back while the baby flailed. Then, once she'd calmed, he'd go back to giving the other foot a dose of cold, wet attention and start the happy squealing over again. Maladicta was watching this with genuine fascination, and occasionally, when Olivia would look at her, would widen her eyes in an Are you serious? expression, but Olivia would just giggle more and clap her hands. Or she would wave her hands toward each other and miss, but she seemed happy with her efforts.

"I wonder if I was ever this easily amused," Maladicta murmured.