[Rynthall Estate, Next Morning]
The double doors burst open with a gust of floral perfume and drama.
"Ohhhh my sweet cupcake Elysiaaa!" Seraphina sang as she waltzed into the chamber like a glittering storm. Her arms flailed toward the little bundle in Lucien's lap. "Come to your stunning, amazing, absolutely radiant auntieee!"
Before Lucien could blink, Elysia was swept up into her arms.
"My sweet little sugar drop, did you miss your dearest aunty? Huh? Your glorious, beautiful, breathtaking Aunt Seraphina?" she cooed, spinning around in a dramatic twirl, skirts flaring, and curls bouncing.
Elysia squealed in delight, her chubby hands waving wildly, giggling with pure glee from the twirl.
But then—
Whoosh!
Elysia was snatched right out of Seraphina's arms.
Seraphina stopped mid-spin, froze in place, and stared down at her suddenly empty arms as if someone had just stolen her soul.
"…What the—"
