Frederic nodded and let Karen take Harold Jr. from his arms. A soft smile appeared on his face. "I wonder what trinket he'll bring for you today," he wondered aloud, his smile growing a little, for he was proud of his son's sweet everyday gesture. He kept watching Niamh and Harold as Karen looked after her babies a bit more and felt the warmth in his chest blooming further. He knew at that moment that he'd protect and care for those twins just like he did for Clover, for as long as he lived.