Kate, the maids, and even the knights walk away while Lavinia starts frowning and complaining.
I stop my feet from running to her. She's not crying for anything else but the discomfort of the loud music. She's fine.
I don't need to cuddle her now, and she'll be all right.
Before I can lose control and grab my baby to carry her out, Alexander walks by me and reaches the maid.
«Let me,» he sighs. He carries Lavinia away while the little ball calms down when she recognises him.
Oh, I could make a fool of myself by picking her up and not solving anything. Like this, she's calmer, in Alexander's arms.
Biased little thing. She'll hear me next time she gets hungry.
Ignoring everyone else, Alexander brings Lavinia away. She smiles at him, and she seems to relax no matter the music still loud.
As the father and daughter pair disappears, I spot a few too interested glances. Well, a man with a baby does cause such an effect.
