The adventures of little Margaret

Lilou naturally cleaned Law before tucking him into the bed. With a smile, she was brushing his hair gently while her son was staring at her.

"Mother, are you angry with Father?" asked Law to Lilou when he couldn't take his curiosity peaking. 

"No," she denied and shook her head mildly. 

"Then why are you ignoring him?" 

"I'm not ignoring him." Lilou chuckled awkwardly and said, "I'm just... I'm just a little busy. Your father has quite a strange personality. I simply want to focus on you. I'm sure he understood that since I don't remember our time together."

Seeing the worry still lingering her son's eyes, Lilou smiled reassuringly. "Do not worry. His Grace and I will settle things at our own pace." — definitely the slow pace as what she planned… hopefully.