But what did Jax know?
Contrary to what might’ve been the most dramatic internal crisis he’d experienced in quite some time, the Queen Bee in question apparently preferred that he go away for a bit!
Because while it might not have been obvious to everyone else, Isabelle had responsibilities of her own.
There was a hive to manage, a tight ship of humanoid children to run, and one particular Dada who required regular supervision, especially when he had the concerning habit of returning home carrying unfamiliar scents that neither she nor her bees recognized!
When the time finally came to explain everything to her, Jax was already down on his knees in front of his daughter, prepared to apologize and reassure her that he’d definitely come back.
"Izzie, Papa has to—"
A tiny clawed paw landed directly on the tip of his nose.
"?"
Jax went cross-eyed trying to look at it.
Isabelle stared solemnly at her father before giving him one very firm nod.
Then another.
Her meaning seemed remarkably clear.
Go.
And perhaps more importantly, stop looking so sad about it!
"Eh?"
The people watching stared.
Even Luca, who’d already been informed of Jax’s predicament and had spent quite some time feeling bad for his friend and his little family, found himself blinking in confusion.
He didn’t have children of his own just yet, but hearing about the problem had certainly made him realize there were apparently many more things to consider when he and Xavier eventually started properly planning their family.
Separation because of work or academic commitments was apparently one of them!
Except now the supposedly heartbroken baby looked like she was practically encouraging her father to leave.
Was that really what she meant?
Perhaps they were interpreting her gestures incorrectly?
Then Isabelle raised one little paw and began waving.
"..."
Oh.
Apparently not.
She’d clearly picked up the gesture from the other children, and there was absolutely no mistaking that goodbye.
Luca was confused.
Jax looked downright betrayed.
Thankfully, before the redhead could begin questioning whether his daughter had somehow gotten tired of him, Killian calmly stepped in.
"I already bribed her."
Jax’s head snapped toward him.
"Huh?"
To be fair, Killian wasn’t entirely certain whether his offer was actually responsible for Isabelle’s remarkable cooperation.
But for the peace of mind of this particular oaf, perhaps it was better to present it that way.
"A bribe?" Jax repeated.
"Remember when she wanted to go outside and we promised she could visit my office?"
Jax slowly nodded.
"I told her we could cash that in if she gets too bored while you’re away."
"What? Really?"
"If she spends some time outside, the days won’t feel nearly as long as they would if she stayed in here the entire time."
Jax’s expression immediately brightened.
That actually made sense!
Unfortunately, the moment the possibility of Isabelle spending more time outside was mentioned, several people nearby seemed to hear an opportunity.
"I work alone."
Count Alexander spoke first with such impressive speed that several heads immediately turned toward him.
"If Killian is too busy to take her, she can tour my workplace."
The other grandparents stared at him.
That opportunistic old fox!
"At the manor too!" Marquise Evelyn quickly added, unwilling to be left behind. "She can visit whenever she likes. We already redecorated a room for her!"
"..."
Jax slowly looked back toward his daughter.
Oddly enough, Isabelle seemed entirely amenable to these arrangements.
The little Queen Bee nodded thoughtfully before giving what looked suspiciously like a casual shrug, resembling an old lady reviewing an already very busy social calendar and deciding that yes, she could probably squeeze everyone in.
Jax’s mouth fell open.

They looked dead certain.
Almost.

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