Claude glanced down at Henri who was peacefully sleeping in his arms, a soft breeze wafted past, pushing Henri's hair onto his sleeping face. Claude reflexively reached out to brush the black locks away only to freeze with his hands hovering over the other's face, he hesitated for a split second before going ahead to brush Henri's hair away from his face.
He pulled his hand back when the Prince made a soft sound at the back of his throat and moved his head from side to side. Claude was about to reach out to touch Henri's hair again when a bright flash caught his attention.
He immediately glanced up in consternation only to visibly relax as he caught flashes of fireworks exploding in the sky in the distance, it would seem that help had finally come. Claude noted that the sky remained lit although the sparks should have fizzled out by then - they were going all out for this.
