Uhuh. She’s sending a cadet to fetch Lemay.

// be back after class !

“If you can keep your uniform in tact for five or so minutes, I’ll go fetch us something.” She smiles, standing from the bench. “Be good, Charlie!”

Snorts.

Lemay will be the judge of that.

Constance smiles warmly, taking a seat and setting the food on the table. Charlotte is enjoying the song so much, that it takes her a moment to realise that food has arrived.

“Uncle Porthos has already taught her some things,” she chuckles, taking Charlotte onto her knee. Helping to break up some food for her.

“Of course she will! Her entire family are the strongest.” Constance hums, breaking off some more bread for her daughter.

Charlotte seems to think sleep doesn’t apply to tonight’s schedule.

Softly singing Charlotte a lullaby.

Very hyperactive toddler trying to escape her arms—. Anyone want to entertain?

. . . Charlotte chomps the hat.

Constance is simply standing back and watching the chaos. Charlotte places the hat over her head and squeals as her vision is blocked by it.

She would love to! Be warned, she is beginning to walk now. But, she’s always happy to see her Uncle.

The toddler immediately lights up as she sees him, crawling high speed towards him and climbing onto his knee. Constance chuckles softly. “Be good!”

“Both of you!” 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.

// 🥹

// i keep forgetting timezones exist Djdjjdj

If anybody has any ideas as to why this little one won’t stop crying. . . She’d love to hear them.

Slowly handing the toddler over. She seems to still be unsettled, but Constance sighs softly with relief; she’s glad he’s here.