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Chimera did what he wished with Siren’s handmaiden but the decorated she wolf had full authority over her. Not that the tiny she wolf liked to think about that, she was subservient and eager to help and if she was being honest Siren saw her as more than just a servant. She wouldn’t admit to anyone out loud but Dalila was her best friend. When you turned into such a hermit like Siren was loneliness was your friend. She had Chimera, now and forever more, but he wasn’t around all the time and even then how often did they talk? He looked after Siren and saw to her physical needs, but they weren’t affectionate and Siren didn’t think she would ever fully understand her brother.

However, she knew his devotion to her and what he wished to see in her. Siren would rise up, but that task seemed infinitely easier with Dalila beside her. The woman seemed to enjoy their time together, an echo of Siren’s thoughts. She eagerly took up the challenge Siren posed, and launched into her own ideas. The tiny Klein princess had long decided that Dalila was smarter than anyone gave her credit for. Chimera really had found her the perfect companion, and she wasn’t even sure he realized it.

Siren grew silent and watched Dalila as she spoke passionately, eager to offer suggestions and ideas far beyond what was expected. The spotted she wolf chuckled, and Siren felt her own pale lips pull back in a subtle smile with her. ”I think perhaps giving you creative freedom may be my best choice.” Her grin brightened slightly, an expression Siren didn’t often wear. Dalila’s devotion was special, and the way she looked at her made Siren to believe she really was the princess Chimera saw within her.

”I don’t mind dirtying my own paws either.” Chimera might not have liked that admittance, but Siren liked to work beside Dalila. Besides, there was grooming to look forward to after work like this.