Titania had her head resting comfortably on my lap while I worked on braiding her hair.
Her breathing was soft and steady, the kind that made it obvious she was relaxed. There was even a faint rhythm to it, like she was enjoying every second of this. Every now and then, she would move her legs slightly, almost absentmindedly, like someone stretching while lying under the sun. It gave off the feeling that she was completely at ease, just basking in the attention I was giving her without holding anything back.
I kept my focus on her hair. I was styling it into her usual twintails, the look she always seemed to prefer, but this time I decided to make things a little different by braiding them together. My fingers moved carefully, weaving each strand into place. It wasn't anything overly complicated, but it still took some attention to keep it neat.
She didn't complain once. If anything, she leaned into it more.
While I was still in the middle of braiding, the door opened.
