Chapter 493
Chapter 493- Three cousins
Henry nods and looks thoughtfully at the children. “Will you let me do some research, son?”
he asks, smiling at them, “and get back to you?” I hate to be cryptic, but
I want to make sure I'm right before I send you on a wild goose chase.
“I think it's okay,” I sigh, bend down and take my daughter in my arms as Rafe walks away.
He turns around and starts babbling to Jesse, who gives a little squeal of happiness and
He starts laughing, reaching for his cousin's arm. she shirt. “I don't think I have the energy
to hear anything new right now.”
“You're right,” Cora sighs. “We should let you rest a little. But it could
simply…?
And I look up to see my sister clutching her hands to her chest,
biting her lip, clearly dying to hold the baby but not wanting to
force me to hand it over if I don't want to.
“Cora!” I laugh, holding Ariel up, “of course you can!”
Cora sighs happily as she takes Ariel in her arms and murmurs sweet nothings to her. By
Of course, she hugged Ariel before, but this time it's like an aunt, not like a doctor.
“Hello, sweet baby Ariel,” Cora coos, smiling at her first niece as she
Tears gather in her eyes. “I'm so excited to meet you!” She leans towards
Go ahead and kiss Ariel on the head. “I'm going to be your favorite,” she whispers.
“No way,” Roger responds, coming closer to study our little girl.
"She's going to be daddy's daughter, so the favorite clearly transfers to the older uncle."
nearby".
Cora just rolls her eyes, but I smile, loving watching my family play.
and fight over who will love our daughter more.
Cora and Roger take a few more minutes with Ariel before handing her to Henry, who hands her
He rocks gently as I rest my head against Sinclair.
“She is very beautiful, Dominic, Ella,” Henry says, looking at us with moist eyes. "That
“You are lucky.”
“We're lucky,” Sinclair agrees, leaning forward to take Rafe in his arms.
arms, while getting a little rowdy with Jesse. “Little family of four. Tea
Sound familiar, dad?
Henry smiles at Sinclair, but Roger simply laughs and picks up his own son.
happy baby “You know that makes you the girl in that scenario, right little brother?”
“And that's a bad thing?” I ask, raising my eyebrows at my brother-in-law as Henry
He returns Ariel to my arms.
Roger laughs and blushes, instantly realizing his mistake.
“That all ends right now,” I say, pointing my finger at the men in the family.
“Ariel is going to have enough problems growing up as Rafe and Jesse's youngest cousin;
I will not tolerate any comments about what you can and cannot do because it is a
little girl".
Roger nods, smiling at me, agreeing to the plan. Sinclair surprises me, though,
sighing and turning towards the windows. “As progressive as we would like to be,”
she says quietly, “I wonder how pigeonholed she is by virtue of being a princess. He
The world will enjoy a tomboy princess for a couple of years, if that turns out to be the case.
Ariel, but eventually… I think our dear girl will face many
expectations regarding pretty smiles, silk dresses and tiaras.”
I sigh and lean closer to him when I realize he's right. Our
family can't do much: Ariel will receive all kinds of messages about who she is supposed to
who belongs to the rest of the world, as well as his family, just like the rest of us.
“We'll have to do our best,” Cora says, nodding firmly, and I
I turn to smile at him.
“Actually,” Henry says, considering his voice. “Before you rest, Ella…”
"Hmm?" I ask, turning to him, curiously.
“Well,” he says hesitantly, looking me up and down and clearly assessing what
presentable that I am, “they have been waiting out there for hours.”
“Oh,” I say, raising my eyebrows as I turn toward the windows and notice
that Henry is right. Our people have been together for a long time,
waiting to see it.
“She just gave birth,” Cora protests, spreading her hands, “She should be allowed to
rest".
“No, Henry's right,” I say, struggling to sit up and swinging my feet on the floor.
edge of the bed. “Everyone has been very kind, wanting to see the baby…”
“She,” Cora hesitates, her voice worried. “Like her doctor…”
“As a magical self-healer,” I say with a dry voice as I stand up, “I'm fine,
Cora, to go out to the terrace for a moment. Will you help me put on something nice?
“Something nice?” She gasps, her eyes widening at the thought.
“Like a nice robe,” I say, rolling my eyes and handing the baby to her.
Sinclair. “Honestly, this whole thing will take four minutes and then I’ll go back to bed.”
My sister rolls her eyes at me, clearly objecting to the plan, but three minutes
Later I am dressed in a very pretty white coat, my hair carefully
pulled back, my crown placed on my head honestly like a
practical occurrence rather than a serious one. accessory. My hair is not so well done
like never before and the crown works as a very useful headband.
Sinclair hands the baby to me and puts an arm around my waist, Rafe on his hip as he
We left our room. As we walk down the hallway with Cora, Roger, Jesse and
Following close behind, Henry frowned a little at Sinclair's crown and then
from Rafe, which he surprisingly agrees to use.
“Ariel is going to need a crown too,” I murmur, jealous of her. "She can be six, yeah
“He loves them,” my partner responds, smiling at me a little. “But she is such a tomboy.
as you project it will be, I don't know if he will use them.”
“It's true,” I sigh, smiling at my little girl and placing another kiss on her perfect
little head “Be as feminine as you want, little princess,” he murmurs to her, and she makes a small gesture.
restless gesture on his face that makes me laugh while transmitting sleepy vibes
through our link. “But yeah, you're going to get some nice crowns. and mom
you will receive more, all the same...
“Okay,” Sinclair says, his voice dry. “This is starting to get expensive.”
“Don't be stingy with us now, Sinclair,” I reply, nudging him with my shoulder.
when we reach the front of the palace, where the crowd is starting to scream. The
The guards have already started lining up on the terrace, so they know something is up.
going.
“I never would,” Sinclair sighs, moving his hand from my waist to my shoulder and
leaning down to press a quick kiss to my mouth. "Ready?" he asks, looking at me
me, Ariel and Rafe, our entire little family.
“There,” I say with a nod, reaching out to run a finger quickly along
of Rafe's perfect little chubby cheek. She squeals happily and bounces on the
his father's arm, greeting me. He blew her a quick kiss before turning to face me.
doors.
Sinclair casts a quick glance over his shoulder at his father, and at the duke and the
duchess with her son, and then, smiling, opens the double doors. Together, we all go out.