Seraphina gazed at the dog, now peacefully dozing on her lap as the festivities wound down. Cradling the canine companion gently, she followed her father, Lucian, into his study.
Lucian settled behind his desk, and Seraphina took a seat, her eyes fixed on the adorable face of the slumbering dog in her arms. Tenderly stroking its fur, she marveled at the bond they seemed to share.
Lucian observed his daughter's expression, then shifted his attention to the dog. A peculiar intuition told him there was more to this dog than met the eye, a potent force residing within it. The dog stirred as if in response, waking up and rubbing its eyes with tiny paws. Lucian became increasingly convinced that this was no ordinary canine.
During the feast, Lucian had kept a vigilant eye on the dog, noting its reactions, each indicative of a profound understanding of the events unfolding around it.