Third POV
The flight from New York City to Paris turned out to be a great success for the Hamilsquad. Despite their start of the journey out to be at the last minute. George and Martha didn't mind booking the flight for Paris. Since they both knew how much Lafayette wanted to find birth parents. The adventure pays out very well even better to get first class seats at such a low price. Lafayette spends the rest of their flight in silent in which the gang was understandable why though. Peggy was the only one that by the French male side during the flight by holding his hand. He appreciates this very much to have someone like Peggy to be by his side at this moment. After an hour during the flight, the young French male has slowly fallen asleep before drifting off into a dream of a memory once again.
In a dream
Lafayette slowly opens up in his child body where remembering being at the age of 7 or 8 years old. The small little child was rushing toward down the stairs where his birth mother was scolding at him from a distance. Though the child that Lafayette was is known to be very rush and get excited very easily especially hearing the news of his Grandpapa visiting. Without a moment to breathe for a second, the young boy jumped into the formally dress elderly man. Luckily the elder male manages to catch his grandson in the nick of time.
Well saying "in the nick of time" is an understatement where the Grand Emperor did catch his youngest grandson but they've fallen down onto the muddy wet grass. The grandfather and the grandson began laughing with joy and laughter. Lafayette birth mother was modified but his father and brother were laughing their heads because of the show that Lafayette put on. Despite having this wonderful memory but the young French child could barely recognize his family faces. Their faces were nothing but a blur as if their faces were censored for a reason.
It didn't matter to the youngest child as he and his father spent the entire month horseback riding, archery, playing the piano, and last but not least. The two boys and their grandfather spent their last night together seeing the glamours ballet recitals of Swan Lake. Which they both love it dearly but sad to know this is the last night their grandfather is visiting. Mostly Lafayette was deeply upset since he didn't want his Grandpapa to return back to London.
"Ne va pas, Grandpapa" the child beg
"Mon Ange, mon petit-fils" his grandfather sigh before pulling out an item from his pocket revealing a rectangular box. It was the size of a butterfly which is fairly fragile and delicate. The youngest grandson looked at the small box curiously.
"What is it, Grandpapa?" The boy asks
"A special music box that I've it made just for you, mon petit-fils"
The elder male pulls out a locket appear before the young child himself, was the same locket that Lafayette has been wearing for his entire childhood with the Washingtons. When the grandfather wind the music box with the locket causing the small box slowly open by itself. It reveals tiny dolls that resembling his parents as they wore formal outfits of their wedding. The youngest grandchild smiles happily as this music plays a special song that only he and his grandfather create together.
"It's playing our special song" Lafayette exclaim with excitement while staring at the music box.
"And every night when you play this box, you'll always think of me" His grandfather replied before humming along with the melody of the music box.
Cette chanson nous unis
Loin du vent de novembre
Je t'aimerais Toute ma vie
Loin du Froid de décembre
The grandson and the grandfather giggle a little before the elderly man kisses his youngest grandson on the forehead. Bidding him a good night sleep before they have to say goodbye once again as Lafayette will miss his grandpapa for the rest of his life.
End of a dream
Lafayette woke up while rubbing his eyes trying to erase the sleepiness away from him. Apparently, the young French male slept through for almost the entire flight. Seeing the sight on the window before him was the city of the Paris with it's Eiffel Tower right before him. They have finally landed in Paris, France the start of his journey has finally now begun. Hopefully, Lafayette prays that he'll see his birth parents, the older brother..he never once he has until now in his dream that was a fig of his memory. Last but not least but his Grandpapa that hopefully hasn't forgotten about him. Even though the memories of his biological family faces were a blur but Lafayette knew the kindness and the loving tones of their voices. Lafayette touches his locket once again...that same locket which winds the music box in which his grandpa gave to him and only him.
Hello, fellow readers and followers, I hope you enjoy this chapter and let ya know the song "La Berceuse" is basically the shorter vision of "Once Upon a December" from the movie "Anastasia". in which I don't own the songs at any necessary as they respectfully belong to the owner of the movies and the songs
Until then bye bye
Translation
Ne va pas, Grandpapa": Don't go, Grandpapa
"Mon Ange, mon petit-fils": My Angel, My Grandson
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