Arthur sat quietly in the comfortable armchair by the window, his gaze fixed on the peaceful scene before him. He watched intently as the mother of his child lay stretched out on the bed, her chest rising and falling slowly in a deep slumber. Beside her, the little bundle of joy, their newborn son, lay sound asleep in his crib, his tiny hands balled up in tiny fists. Arthur mumbled to himself, "Vi terrò entrambi al sicuro, a qualunque costo."