Robert smiled. “Yawns?”

Victoria nodded, still yawning.

“I didn't expect that we'd be there so late,” Robert said.

“I'm glad we were. I wanted you to have time with your father. He is a good man. A bit misguided, but he loves you, and that is what is important.”

Robert pulled her closer to him. “Victoria, you have the biggest heart of anyone I have ever met. How can you possibly forgive him for the way he treated you?”

“You forgave my father,” she pointed out.

“Only because you ordered me to.”

Victoria swatted at his shoulder. “If nothing else, we can learn from their mistakes. For when we have our own children.”

“I suppose if one must find a silver lining,” he muttered.

“I would hope we could learn soon,” she said pointedly.

Robert was clearly still sleepy, because he didn't catch her hint and just gave her a dutiful nod.

“Very soon,” Victoria repeated. “Maybe by early summer.”

He wasn't such a dolt that he missed her meaning twice. “What?” he gasped, sitting up straight.

She nodded and placed his hand on her abdomen.

“Are you certain? You haven't been queasy. I would have noticed if you had morning sickness.”

Victoria gave him an amused smile. “Are you disappointed that I am not having trouble keeping my breakfast down?”

“No, of course not, it's just…”

“Just what, Robert?”

His throat worked, and Victoria was surprised to see a tear forming in his eye. She was even more surprised when he didn't move to brush it away.

He turned to her and kissed her lightly on the cheek. “When we finally married I never thought I could be happier than I was at that very moment, but you've gone and proved me wrong.”

“It's nice to prove you wrong from time to time.” She laughed. Then Robert suddenly stiffened, startling her. “What is it?”

“You're going to think I'm mad,” he said, sounding a bit baffled.

“Perhaps, but only in the nicest possible way,” she teased.

“The moon,” he said. “I could swear it just winked at me.”

Victoria twisted her head to look back out the window. The moon hung heavy and low in the night sky. “It looks perfectly normal to me.”

“It must have been a tree branch,” Robert muttered, “crossing in front of our window.”

Victoria smiled. “Isn't it interesting how the moon follows one wherever one goes?”

“There is a scientific explanation for—”

“I know, I know. But I prefer to think it follows me.”

Robert looked back up at the moon, still dumbstruck over the winking incident. “Do you remember when I promised you the moon?” he asked. “When I promised you everything and the moon?”

She nodded sleepily. “I have everything I need right here in this carriage. I don't need the moon anymore.”

Robert watched as the moon followed their carriage, winking at him once again. “What the devil?” He craned his head to look for a tree branch. He didn't see one.

“What is it?” Victoria mumbled, burrowing into his side.

Robert stared at the moon, silently daring it to wink again. It remained mockingly full. “Darling,” he said distractedly, “about the moon…”

“Yes?”

“I don't think it matters whether you want it or not.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The moon. I think it's yours.”

Victoria yawned, not bothering to open her eyes. “Fine. I'm glad to have it.”

“But—” Robert shook his head. He was growing fanciful. The moon didn't belong to his wife. It didn't follow her, protect her. It certainly didn't wink at anybody.

But he stared out the window the rest of the way home, just in case.



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