Wanting Is Greater Than Needing
(From Blue's Perspective)
"We have a little disagreement over something. Other than that, everything is fine," I said. Dion had calmed down finally and almost fell asleep. I was rocking him gently in my arms.
"Is that so? Ah, I haven't seen the First Prince of Querencia properly yet," Queen Laetitia said and passed by Dem, who looked like he could blast. She sat down beside me, much closer to me which most probably caused Dem to get angry more.
"Can I touch him?" she asked.
"Gently. He is really sleepy. We don't want him to wake up," I said.
Queen Laetitia gently touched Dion's hand. Dion had the habit of grabbing fingers and that was what he did. He grabbed her index finger, much to her surprise.
"Oh, you little one, you got my finger," she chuckled. "He is so little."
"Of course, he is little. He is only a little more than four months," Dem said grumpily.
"He ruins the mood, doesn't he?" she said to me.