Verloren glanced at Eve wondering what she wanted. “What is it?” He asked while Aslan slept in his arms. Their child was so beautiful. He couldn’t wait to see what he would look like when he got older. Their baby was just so young and small.
With a blush and a giggle, Eve replied. “We should get married!” The deity choose to look at Aslan in embarrassment and fear. She wondered how Verloren would react this? She knew he would be happy… but would he accept?
Verloren's blush went a little darker when he heard that. "We... Should..." He didn't even have a ring to give her to show that they were married. They just had a beautiful son right now but he loved his son.















