Lucien POV
The little girl walked beside me as though we had known each other for years.
She wasn't shy.
She wasn't frightened.
She simply chatted away, her tiny hand comfortably resting in mine.
It was... refreshing.
"What did you come to the mall for?" I asked.
She looked up at me with a grin.
"My mommy promised to bring me after we got to the capital."
"The capital?"
She nodded excitedly.
"We don't live here."
"Oh?"
"We came because Mommy has very important work."
There was so much pride in her little voice that I couldn't help smiling.
"And what does your mommy do?"
"My mommy makes beautiful dresses."
"She's a designer?"
Sophie puffed out her tiny chest.
"The best designer!"
I chuckled.
"I'm sure she is."
She stopped walking.
Placed both little hands on her hips.
