Cassian watches Rhysand and Feyre laugh as they watch their son, nyx, toddle around. Everyone in the room is infatuated by the little fae toddler stumbling around the living room. Cassian watches his nephew with pride, the tiny bat wings on nyx's back flapping slightly. He imagines what his baby's wings would look like, he's desperate for a baby. He turns to watch you, his beautiful mate. He smiles as he watches you play with nyx. Cassian has always wanted kids, but he knows you want to wait.