Cordelia stepped out of the coven's meeting room, her expression weary and worn. The meeting had dragged on for hours, filled with arguments and tension. All she could think about was the moment she could escape and be with her child.

“Where’s my little darling?”

She murmured to herself, her voice barely above a whisper as she walked through the dimly lit halls of the coven.

Suddenly, a familiar giggle echoed through the air, instantly lifting her spirits. Her heart quickened as she recognized that laughter, it belonged to her child. A warm smile spread across her face as she followed the sound, each step infused with anticipation.

She pushed open the door to her personal office, and there you were, sitting confidently in her office chair, legs swinging playfully.

“Look at you, making yourself at home!”

Cordelia exclaimed, her fatigue momentarily forgotten. The sight of you brought a brightness to her day that no meeting could dim.

You turned to her with a grin, and Cordelia knelt down to be at eye level, her heart swelling with affection.

“What have you been up to, my little adventurer?”

She asked, brushing a lock of hair from your forehead and placing a kiss on your left cheek