"I think he is going to have his father's hair. I was worried about that," Lola observed.

"Oh I don't think anyone will be suspicious, it's darker than Francis' and both you and Julien have curly hair as well," Greer reassured her, "It's been 6 months since his birth and I haven't heard anyone questioning who the baby's father is. They're too busy commenting on how adorable he is."

Lola smiled, Oliver was a source of joy to her and Julien was such a doting father to him that sometimes she forgot that he wasn't his actual father.

"Besides, a child's real father is the one who raises him. Not that Francis wouldn't have, but it's better this way," Greer continued.

Their conversation got cut short by the arrival of a servant bringing a letter for Lola.

"It's from Kenna," Lola announced.

Reading the letter quickly she was pleased to receive the invitation to visit Kenna and Bash's estate.

"She wishes for Julien, Oliver, and I to visit," she informed Greer.

Kenna ran to the window at the sound of an approaching carriage.

"They're here!" She told Emilie excitedly.

"Well why don't you come back over here so I can finish lacing you up. I don't think it would be appropriate for your dress to be falling off while you greet them," Emilie joked.

As soon as Emilie was finished Kenna ran down the stairs in a way that certainly wasn't ladylike but she couldn't help it. She hadn't realized how much she missed her friend until she was going to see her again. When she got outside she saw that Bash was already out there greeting them and servants were taking their things up to one of the guest rooms. Lola opened her arms and Kenna have her a big hug.

"You don't know how much I've missed you. I've been stuck here with no one but Bash to keep me company and it's been dreadful," Kenna joked.

"Oh yes, all alone with your beloved husband. Must be miserable. Would you like me to leave Oliver with you for a few weeks? You'll appreciate that alone time a lot more," Lola returned with a smile.

"Speaking of Oliver, where is the little guy?" Kenna asked.

Julien stepped forward and offered him to her to hold. Kenna looked down at one of the cutest babies she had ever laid eyes on. He had his mother's blue eyes and soft brown curls. She knew Lola had been worried that she would give birth to the spitting image of Francis but Oliver definitely looked more like his mother.

"Oh Lola, he's perfect. I can't believe how much he's grown since we were last together."

"Me too. Everyday he seems bigger than the last." Lola replied, beaming with pride.

Kenna couldn't help but imagine what her and Bash's children would look like. They hadn't exactly talked about having children yet, but she hoped having Oliver around for a while might bring up the subject between them. Kenna looked up and saw that Bash was showing Julien around the grounds a bit so she led Lola into the house and gave her the grand tour.

"Kenna, it's wonderful! So many empty rooms though..." Lola commented, trying to drop a hint.

"Well now you're here so that fills up one and-"

"Oh just admit it Kenna, you want children. Almost all women do. You've been married for over a year now and you and Bash have certainly come so far since you first asked me about whether or not I thought you would be a good mother," Lola interrupted.

"That's an understatement. But we haven't talked about children at all really. What if he doesn't want children? What if he thinks I'd be an awful mother? What if-"

"Just talk to him Kenna. You trust him. You know he loves you. Talk to him."

"Bash? Do you think I would be a good mother?" Kenna asked him suddenly that night while they were getting ready for bed.

"Is this your way of telling me you're pregnant," he joked.

"No, at least I don't think I am," she replied, "I was just wondering."

Bash thought about it for a moment. If she had asked him this question when they first married he would have had difficulty saying yes. How could someone who seemed so selfish be a good mother? However, the Kenna that he had come to know he felt would make an excellent mother. She was fiercely loyal, protective, and caring.

"Yes, Kenna. I think you would be a wonderful mother to whatever children we're blessed with."

He hadn't thought much about having children, but he saw the way his wife's eyes lit up around Oliver and he knew it wouldn't be long before she would want to start filling their empty bedrooms. The thought of having sons to take along hunting and daughters to teach how to ride horses was exciting... He thought back to when Mary had delivered Isabelle's baby. He had thought then that one day she might be having his children, but now he couldn't imagine anyone else but his beautiful wife standing before him as the mother of his children. She smiled and crossed over the room to hug him. He pulled her in close and started to unlace her corset.

Kenna looked up at him and he whispered in her ear, "You want babies, I'm just doing my part."

Kenna laughed and brought her lips up to his for a long kiss.

Thank you for taking the time to read this chapter, I hope you enjoyed! I know its a little shorter than the last few but I've been super busy with school. I'm working on the next chapter though and it will be extra long :)