"There's my little girl!" said Viviane cheerfully, as she wrapped her arms around Malina.
The little Dev rested her head on her stepmother's shoulder. "I missed you, Mommy Viv!"
"Mmmm, you're getting so big," muttered Viviane cheerfully. She glanced at Meg Mowton, seated nearby. "So, how was...?"
"Very good, Badb," answered the older witch. "It's been a pleasure and a honor to care for your daughter by adoption."
"Well, thanks, Meg," said Viviane, as she let Malina go, "and naturally, I thank you for taking care of Malina's education in this long and difficult time..."
"Oh, she's been really, really good at it!" said Malina cheerfully. "I'm much gooder at using spells than I was before! And she's shown me all sorts of neat tricks! Like this one!" She clapped her hands together. A large gust of wind blew through the hall, creating a twirling vortex in room's center. It began to make a loud howling noise that sounded like several hundred people screaming. Malina grinned broadly at Viviane. "Isn't it wonderfuller?" she shouted. "I actually made it louder than what Meg taught me to do!"
Viviane forced on a grin. "That's... sure something." She glared at Meg who smiled broadly back at her. "Could you maybe... make it stop, perhaps?"
"Only when it wants to stop!" said Malina cheerfully. After a few minutes, the vortex gradually began to weaken and grow quiet.
Viviane's eyes went wide. "Ahh, that's..." She coughed as the thing finally went silent. "...Something..."
Malina nodded enthusiastically. "I can't wait to show it to Daddy!"
"Mmm... hmmm." Viviane spread her arms. "Now, who wants another hug?"
"Oooh! Oooh! I do! I do!" said Malina turning to embrace her stepmother again. Viviane smiled, and then fixed her eyes on Meg Mowton in the proper du Lac fashion.
After a moment, the older witch stood up and left the room.