Frederic didn't think it was necessary to say Grace aloud tonight, so he muttered it to himself as Clover started eating and he poured a bowl for Karen. He slipped into her room quietly and placed the bowl, with a cloth covering it so it wouldn't get cold, on her bedside table. He smiled softly, adoringly, at her closed eyes and even breaths. She was beautiful always to him, but there was something special about seeing her asleep, it made his heart warm to know she was comfortable enough in his and Clover's presence to sleep with them in the same house. He brushed a lock of hair off her face and kissed her cheek, murmuring, "Sleep well, love," before stepping back and turning toward the bedroom door.