Charles was a determined man, in the moment he laid his eyes on you he knew you were the right person to build a family, create a family, to be with for the whole life, that was easy.

But deciding baby names?

That was so hard for the monegasque man

"Darling, what you think of Eleanor?" Charles asked as he plays with your waistband, still with his head on your lap.

"If it's a boy what it would be?" He asks, the new possibility gaining a huge space in his mind. "Babe!" He said, in a rush. "I didn't thought in any boy names!" He said, burying the back of his head comfortably between your thighs.

"What you think of Alain? No, no, no, no, too..too ew." He cuts himself in a sigh, still playing with your waistband. "Gabin? No. No, the N sounds cheesy." He took a moment to place a kiss on your belly before thinking again. "Gaspard? Gaspard sounds cool? Does it? Gaspard, yeah I think sounds nice, doesn't it?"