Kane laid out a thick, colorful playmat on the living room floor, and William gently placed little Nova right in the middle. The trio gathered around, ready for a fun play session.
William handed Nova a teething ring, knowing her tiny teeth were just starting to come in and needed something to gnaw on.
Nova nibbled on her teething ring with cute, muffled crunches before suddenly offering it to William, wanting to share her treat.
William burst into laughter, waving his hands in playful refusal, "Oh, I'm all done with teething, Nova. That's all yours."
Nova seemed to understand, responding with her version of baby talk that only she could translate.
Kane opened a storybook and said, "Nova, how about I tell you a story?"
Then he began, "Once upon a time, there was a little dolphin who lived with her mommy in the blissful blue waters of the ocean. Their home was so beautiful, with crystal-clear waves and frothy white foam. But one day, a wicked and vile country dumped toxic waste into the sea, poisoning their underwater paradise. The water turned murky, the waves were laced with hazardous chemicals, and the fish fell ill. The little dolphin's mommy got sick too, and in a daring move, the little dolphin swam as fast as she could to the Temple of the Sea God, pleading for help for the innocent creatures of the deep. Enraged by the atrocity, the Sea God unleashed a mighty tsunami, and the ancient volcanoes erupted with fury. Both hellfire and raging waters devoured the vile country, sinking the evildoers to the ocean floor to face eternal damnation."
"Justice served. Nature will always punish those who do wrong, erasing them off the map," William clapped his hands joyfully.
Nova, watching William, giggled and clapped her tiny hands together in agreement.
In the foyer, Aurelia pulled out her smartphone, "Arnold, have you seen the latest designs from Lisa's fashion studio?"
"Nope," Arnold shrugged, not particularly interested in fashion or Lisa's affairs.
"They're stunning, especially this evening gown. I'm thinking of commissioning Lisa to make one for me for the next gala," Aurelia mused.
Lisa offered a reserved smile, "Then I'll set this design aside for you."
Arnold glanced at the dress. It was wild and bold, a departure from Aurelia's usual style.
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