A/N; Someone, I forget who that reviewed my last story mentioned something about Edith and Marigold visiting Brancaster so that got my wheels turning, hope you all enjoy!

"Everything ready?"

"I think so, it should be anyway we have to leave soon." Edith replied to Bertie as she checked her watch

"Where is she?" Bertie asked referring to Marigold, this was the weekend where the couple would be bringing their 'ward' to visit her future home and more importantly meet her future step-grandmother.

"Nanny is just getting her dressed, she seems in a good mood this morning which we can count as a blessing." Edith commented finishing the last of her packing

"She's always in a good mood." Bertie lightly said as he moved further into Edith's room and took a seat on the arm of a chair

"That's because you spoil her and when she is around you she knows she can get away with most anything."

"I don't spoil her..." Bertie defended himself as Edith quickly shot him a disparaging look over her shoulder

"…well I don't spoil her very much. I just want her to like me, I'd hate to be thought of as an evil step-parent." Edith saw the worried look on his face and went closer to him

"She doesn't think of you like that, and she won't think of you like that. You'll be her beloved Papa who reads to her and gives her piggy-back rides and sweets behind my back. She already cares for you very much and you've only been around her a handful of times." Edith tried to soothe him as she draped her arm around his neck

"You really think so?" Bertie said with an air of skepticism

"She doesn't ask just anyone to play dollies with her, I don't even think she's asked her Donk to do that yet, and it will become more obvious with time. We should go, can't miss the train." Edith said as she snuck a quick peck to Bertie's cheek

After Edith sent her bags down with one of the footman the couple went to the nursery to collect the final member of their group and saw her sitting patiently with one of her stuffed animals.

"Are you ready for the train darling?!" Edith asked as she leaned down to be eye level with her daughter

Marigold nodded yes then asked "Are Sybbie and George coming with?"

"No, dear. It's just you, me, and Bertie."

"Why?" The little girl simply asked

"Because after the wedding you and I will go live there with Bertie and we want you to get a bit used to it." Edith explained hoping the questions were just based in curiosity and not anxiety

"Can Bertie come live here?"

Edith exchanged an amused glance over her shoulder to Bertie and answered

"Well, no because sometimes when people get married the girl goes to live at the boy's house, and that's what we decided to do. But we can come back here to visit and everyone will come visit us very often, I promise."

Edith could see her trying to make sense of the whole thing and decided to add another possible benefit to the situation

"Marigold, do you know how Sybbie has Uncle Tom as her Papa and George has Uncle Henry as his Papa?"

Marigold nodded yes and waited for Edith to continue

"How would you like Bertie to be your Papa?"

Marigold looked from Edith to Bertie leaning against the doorframe with a hopeful look on his face and thought for a moment

"Will he play with me?"

With that Bertie came forward and leant down next to Edith and answered

"Of course I will all the time, and when you're old enough I might even get you your very own pony that you'll be able to ride anytime you like."

That earned a small smile from the little girl and Edith pressed on

"That sounds very nice, so darling what do you think? Would you like Bertie as your Papa?"

Edith and Bertie both felt a slight tension and Marigold considered the question further but finally she gave another smile and quietly answered,

"Yes."

Edith and Bertie shared a smile between each other and Bertie took Marigold's hand in his and said

"That makes me very, very happy Marigold and I can't wait to play with you whenever you like after you come to live with me."

Bertie and Edith stood to leave but we're interrupted by a small voice

"Bertie?"

"Yes, darling."

"Are there toys at your house?"

"Right now there are some old ones that my cousin and I used to play with, but I've told Father Christmas that a very good little girl will be living there soon so he'll need to bring new toys for you to play with."

Marigold smiled at the mention of her favorite holiday as Edith stuck out her hand

"Time to go Marigold, we wouldn't want to miss the train."

Marigold took her mother's hand and tucked her stuffed bear safely under her other arm and was lead out of the room.