Her attention is caught by a slight movement amongst the ribbon of papa's Bishop's tall hat. She freezes, eyes locked on a small serpent slithering out of his hat. "Papa. My love." She says in an urgent whisper. "Are you aware there was a snake in your miter..?"
Feeling a soft shift around his neck whilst his mitre was pushed up slightly, he quickly reached up allowing the reptile to curl around his wrist, the other simply setting aside the bouquet to remove his hat completely with the other.
“Oh - this pesky little creature..He’s always hiding in the torn seam of my mitre.” He spoke rather nonchalantly, tsking at the thin cord flicking its tongue in response. “No worries min älskade, he’s harmless - at least for now. Meet your new son, Asmodeus!”