“How’s my favorite soon to be mama?” he asked, a smile playing on his lips as he leaned down to plant a kiss on your forehead, his hand resting against your growing belly.

He rested his head on your shoulder, his tall figure sat next to you on the bed as he handed you a cup of tea. “Still kickin’?” His hands tried to feel for any kicks, and it wasn’t long before his call was answered, “that’s a yes. You’ll be fine, just rest and I’m here… y’know, the strongest sorcerer,” he winked.