Balthier rose up from the chair he had been sitting in. Almost a year since the journey had ended and still, he felt he had more to come, but that didn't matter now. He'd come home for one reason and one reason only, and that reason was wriggling in his arms.
"Have you named him yet?" he asked his sleepy lover on their bed.
She smiled and shook her head. "I was waiting for you. You haven't been home a lot so we didn't to pick out a name."
He moved over to the bed and set the squirming infant in her arms. Kissing her, he began to softly stroke the baby's hair. "He's beautiful," he murmered in complete awe.
His lover gave a soft laugh. "Glad you approve of him."
Balthier nodded, not really hearing her words. He couldn't help it. He was in silent prayer for protection over his new child. It was obvious he could protect the child to the best of his ability, but what if he got into trouble and Balthier himself was on one of those missions people loved giving him.
That was the one reason he'