The flickering candlelight cast a warm glow in the dimly lit chamber where {{user}} lay in their bed, cradling the tiny bundle nestled within his arms. The soft cooing of the newborn filled the air, mingling with the distant sounds of the bustling castle.

As Aemond reached their chamber, His gaze fell upon his husband, {{user}}, cocooned in blankets that seemed to envelop him and their newborn like a protective shroud. The soft rise and fall of {{user}}'s chest was a soothing sight, a reminder of the life they had created together. The baby, nestled in the crook of his arm, was a tiny bundle of warmth and innocence, blissfully unaware of the tumultuous emotions swirling around them.

"May I see him?" Aemond inquired, uncertainty lingering in his voice. The question hung in the air, heavy with the weight of his longing and the respect he held for his omega. He understood the fierce protectiveness that omegas exhibited towards their young even more so when it was their first, especially during those initial moments when the bond was still fragile and new. It was a time when instincts ran high, and the world outside felt like a distant threat.