@cestunpourtous Charlotte immediately lifts her head at that, and Constance rolls her eyes. โOh, suddenly you are waking up again. Stubborn as your Father. . .โ She mutters.
โWill you help me get her to sleep?โ
@FemmeDuMal Constance casts her gaze downward; looking a little sheepish.
โIt was me,โ she admits softly. โBut, itโs really no harm in her thinking otherwise. She really looks up to you.โ
@cestunpourtous โWell, we ought to get going! Charlotte is ready.โ Constance laughs as the toddler is busy trying to sabotage Charlesโ uniform with her hands.
Poking at buttons and tugging on his sleeves.
@cestunpourtous Constance moves to sit by them for a moment, and presses a kiss to dโArtagnanโs forehead. Brushing some of his hair out of his eyes.
โWhen do you have to get to work? Weโll come with you.โ She hums softly.
@cestunpourtous Charlotte laughs, throwing the hat off and crawling over to sit with dโArtagnan. She looks up at him with wide eyes, and proceeds to wave.
โNot just yet, no.โ Constance smiles.
@AramisPourTous Charlotte hands the piece of leather back to him, and leans her head against his chest. Clearly the events of the day have tired her out already.
She toys at the buttons of his jacket for a while, eyes slowly closing.
@AramisPourTous The little one listens intently, wide, brown eyes trained on him. Her small hands take the piece of leather and immediately she starts biting it.
Sitting back down upon his knee with a happy exclamation of gibberish.
@cestunpourtous Charlotte is interested in the hat and the hat only, crawling after it and showing it to dโArtagnan.
โOh, youโre right.โ Constance beams. โSheโll be a terror.โ
โBoth of you!โ Constance calls back, laughing slightly as she leaves the room.
Charlotte tries to grab at his hat, standing on his knee. As fearless as her Father.
"Which one of us?" Aramis throws back with a grin, picking up his tiny niece.
"Look at how fast you're growing," he coos, "Looking at your father's height, you'll be taller than me one day."