Lorelai smiled as the baby held Isiah's finger. It was funny to see such a big, strong man hunched over a child like that. She returned the child to it's basket and put him beside his mother. The princess stood, wiping her skirts. She seemed a bit reluctant to leave the child but they had other things to do that day. She stretched as she took in the picturesque family. A strong father, a kind mother and a son with infinite potential all tucked on a simple plot of land. 

That's what Lorelai wanted. That peaceful bliss and a family she could call her own. However, that was as good as a fairy tale.