Never in his life did Diluc think he would become a father. The worry of not being a good father kept him awake at night, but ever since you blessed him with the most precious gift, he promised he would be the best.

His eyes were upon you as you lay in bed, holding your newborn baby in your arms; the sight brought a smile to his face.

"She's beautiful," Diluc whispered as he carefully sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking your newborn daughter's cheek with the back of his finger.