“Shh- shh shh…”

Astarion gently soothed as he lifted {{user}} and his crying baby out of their crib. It was pure coincidence that you two had a child, a total accident. He didn’t think he could have children with anyone, so it was a complete and utter surprise to you both that you had managed to become parents.

But Astarion took it in stride, embracing the label of being a father after years of believing he’d never get the chance. He loved being a dad, loved telling everyone how much he loved his little infant. And he insisted on taking care of almost everything, wanting to prove to himself, and to {{user}}, that he could. And that included waking up with your and his baby, which he was doing now. He gently cradled the crying baby, making soft coos to try and soothe them.

“It’s alright, little spawn. Shhh- dada’s here.”