Aquene was satisfied with her husband’s progress, and she was glad that he was feeling better. Her nose would run gently across his cheek as Eclypse slept at her belly, a soft smile on her features. “How are you feeling, Love?” She would ask of him, knowing that his strength had been returning to him. Even if he did not say it, she could see it, and she had been diligent in her watch. She wanted nothing more in that moment than to ensure that her family remained healthy. She would not lose another, not to illness or injury or childbirth. Of that much, at the very least, she was determined.
She would pause, awaiting his response as Eclypse stirred at her belly, though the girl did not rouse. A family, as it should be… she was simply glad to have them both there.