"You're as bad as my mother, not leaving me with any kids to carry," Draco said, then turned and sought out Merlin in the party. "Cake?" he suggested, leaning in and giving Merlin a kiss. "You'll be Cepheus's favourite if you say yes."
Lavinia snorted at that. "I think you mean he'll be your favourite," she said. "Merlin, your husband wants cake. You better give in."
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