Frederic smiled softly as Karen joined in his humming. Her voice entwined with his and his heart filled with love for her like it did so often. He paused his humming as he helped her, his son, and Karen's babies into the carriage, but resumed as he flicked the reigns and the well-trained horse got moving. Her pleasant clip-clop added a beat to the tune and he wrapped his arm around Karen and his son, making sure every few minutes Niamh and Harold Jr. weren't getting cold although they had about five blankets wrapped around them by then. What a merry little family they were, Frederic thought gladly, and soon they would be one officially.