"Of course," replied Frederic and he smiled at Karen. He swallowed one last bite of food and stood, heading into the room with the bassinets. "Hello, darlings," he murmured at her babies, who looked up at him with wide eyes. Niamh burbled and grabbed her foot and Harold Jr. giggled. Frederic beamed at both and sang to them as he swaddled the babes and placed them in the baskets Karen had mentioned. He joined his fiance and son at the door, carrying the baskets and still humming the tune he'd been singing to the babies, his worries fading for the time being.