oooooh you bet imma send 'baby' with kavelyne and therese x rodrik!! 🫰🏻
“Ah, there you are, my lovely wife,” Kaleb hummed as he walked into his chambers to find Evelyne lounging on the bed, waiting for him.
“My dear husband,” Evelyne responded with a dazzling smile, holding her arms out for him.
“Oh, look at you,” Kaleb cooed. “You’re absolutely stunning.”
“Aren’t I always?” Evelyne teased as he leaned into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his face into the side of her neck. She hummed with pleasure.
“Mm, yes you are,” Kaleb murmured. He inhaled her scent, balsamic and resinous and warm, like benzoin, vanilla, and amber. There was no smell quite so lovely. He thought he might like to drown in it.
Evelyne reached up, combing her fingers through his hair. “I have something to tell you,” she whispered, her breath hot and tantalizing against his ear.
Kaleb could hear the smile in her voice, even before he turned his head to meet her lovely gaze.
“What is it?” he asked, fingering the soft silk fabric of her dress as he looked at her.
Still smiling, Evelyne cupped his face in her hands, rubbing her thumbs over his cheeks, and said, “My love, I’m pregnant.”
Kaleb couldn’t contain his exclamation of excitement as he took Evelyne’s face and pressed a passionate kiss to her waiting lips.
“This is wonderful news,” he said after a few moments, when he had finally pulled away. “I couldn’t be happier.”
“Nor could I,” Evelyne agreed.
Kaleb pressed another kiss to her forehead. “You’re going to make the perfect mother,” he said fondly. “I love you, Evelyne.”
Therese stood by the fireplace, staring into the crackling flames as she awaited the arrival of her husband. Rodrik had been away on a hunting trip for the past week, and now that he was returning, she had news to share with him.
She smoothed her hand along her stomach, which was already starting to swell with the child she now carried. She had only known for a few days, but it was all she could think about, and she was desperate to tell Rodrik.
Behind her, the door to her chambers creaked open, and she turned to see her husband entering the room, still wearing his riding clothes. A smile lit up Therese’s face as soon as she saw him, and he grinned back at her.
“My dear wife,” he exclaimed, sweeping across the room and taking her in his arms, twirling her around before setting her down again, although his hands still lingered on her hips. “How good it is to be home again.”
Therese wrapped her arms around Rodrik’s neck, pulling him closer to her. “I’ve missed you,” she said.
“I’ve missed you too,” Rodrik responded. He leaned down, placing a soft kiss to her lips, before continuing, “But the hunt was a great success. I think we’ve enough for a feast!”
“That is wonderful, my love,” Therese hummed. “And I have something joyous to tell you too.”
Rodrik tilted his head at her curiously. “What is it?” he asked.
“Well, I visited the maester today,” she began coyly. “And he informed me that I am with child.”
For a moment, Rodrik said nothing, staring at her in open-mouthed shock. His eyes were wide, and it looked as though he might cry.
“Therese…” he murmured. “Oh, Therese. This is… this is amazing! You are amazing!” He kissed her again, threading his fingers through her dark curls as he held her face tenderly in his hands. “I love you. Gods, I love you.”
He smashed his lips against hers once more, and Therese’s heart sang. “I love you too, Rodrik,” she whispered into his mouth. “I love you.”
