Lucerys wasn't too sure why people with little ones seemed to gravitate towards you...

You were friendly, of course, a soft lover too. Maybe that was why people felt safe enough to entrust their newborns into your caring hands, sometimes even infants that eagerly babbled utter nonsense that had you smile. And Gods was it a sight.

You both were too young to even think about starting a family together, but seeing you with small beings was certainly something he loved. It had his breath quicken, had his hands all sweaty, and it made it terrible hard not to just stare at you from afar, instead of having political conversation that were better handled by his older brother than himself, honestly.

"Ah, there she is," Lucerys offered a smile, a hand over yours as he watched you take care of yet another silver haired baby like it could have been your own. "Playing mother again, hm?"