His lips were a gentle comfort one that Caroline leaned into. If only there was a spell that could pause this moment. That could encase them in the joy and happiness of such a perfect moment. Alas that there was not.

"I am." She admitted, an idea entering in to her mind. "Would you hold her while I rest a moment?" She hardly wished to hand over the child to anyone, but her daughter had a right to know the safety of her father's arms as Caroline had. Different in nature but much the same in virtue.