Disclaimer: I sadly do not own the Musketeers.

Constance settled in for the ride back to Paris. There was a solemn silence since they had left the child with his mother. She had held the true King of France in her arms just hours ago and she missed the feeling of a child in her arms. She could have gotten used to having him around. She looked over at D'artagnan and Athos who were arguing with Porthos over some detail during one of their latest adventures. She had been riding in companionable silence next to Aramis. The usually social musketeer was lost in his own thoughts. She knew how fond he had become of Henry and Agnes. It was the family that she knew in her heart that he wanted.

"Aramis."

He looked up at her with surprise. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry. I know how close you had gotten to both of them."

"I know that you were quite fond of Henry yourself." He replied with a knowing look.

"I didn't want to give him back." Constance looked away for a moment before returning her gaze to Aramis.

"I never did get to ask where you learned to fight like that. I am pretty sure when we met that you didn't have those skills." Aramis knew very well who had taught her, but wanted to see what her reply would be.

"I asked D'artagnan to teach me. He has also been teaching me to shoot."

"Madame, if you wanted to learn how to shoot you should have come to an expert in marksmanship." Aramis imagined trying to teach Constance how to shoot and every scenario ended up with him getting slapped. Perhaps it was best that D'artagnan taught her how to shoot.

"I think I have the basics down."

"I am just wounded you didn't ask me." He gave her is best wounded look, but it slowly turned into a smile.

Constance returned the smile, "I am sorry if I have wounded you Aramis. It was just a nice diversion, so it was not a pre-planned event."

"Then perhaps another time I can show you how a true marksman handles his weapon."

Constance stared at him for a moment. "I am pretty sure it gets handled enough." She smirked at his shocked expression and rode ahead to join the others.