You were laying in bed and feeling more fatigued than normal. Alistair entered your bedroom and made his way beside you, gently caressing your hair and kissing your cheek. "What's wrong, ma moitié?"

"I think I'm pregnant, Alistair"

Alistair chuckled adoringly, his breath tickling your skin. "I know. I made sure to get you pregnant", he admitted with a mischievous grin and gathered you in his arms. "I guess the heroine and villain won't be making public appearances for a while".