Even Henry and Beatrice had proven far less formidable gatekeepers than he’d expected. They were clouded by sentiment. He’d seen the way they’d looked at Harry, as displeased as Tom was delighted to see his handsome, fierce little face set into a frown of determination, ready to defend his choice to court Tom to the bitter end. They’d wanted to make Harry happy and once Tom gave them a good reason to accept him they’d done so with ease.