Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141012162512/@comment-24449631-20141025132110

A year later.

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“It’s a boy!” The priestess yelled with joy.

Rowan couldn’t help but smile with unparalleled glee. His wishes had come true!

Proud, happy and content... The Nord kissed his wife softly on her sweaty forehead.

“Thank you…” He whispered, almost in tears of happiness.

Freja was obviously tired but managed to place her hand on her husband's quite bearded cheek.

“Seems the gods are smiling upon us” she said in between deep breathes.

The priestess of Mara had cleaned the baby somewhat and placed it between warm blankets. So that only the adorable pink little head was visible.

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The first cry had passed and it now slept peacefully in the embrace of the woman. Who walked over to the lucky couple.

“He’s healthy and strong.” The dunmer said as she carefully placed the newborn babe in the arms of its mother.

The woman barely had the strength to sit up straight but seeing her son filled her up with enough pride and energy to manage it.

“Hey there… little one.” She smiled down at the cute little thing.

Rowan leaned next to her bed, a bed who’s mattress cover had been completely ruined during the struggle of giving birth, but it hardly seemed to matter now. All the stress was gone.

“What shall we name him?” Rowan asked.

<p class="MsoNormal">Even though they had the conversation before he was so content it hardly seemed to matter now.

<p class="MsoNormal">Freja smiled sheepish.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I thought we had agreed on Fridrik?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Rowan smiled.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Then Fridrik it is.” He said while leaning in for another kiss to the forehead.

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">So much had happened since last year. It all happened so fast… But that didn’t mean it wasn’t all genuine.

<p class="MsoNormal">No.

<p class="MsoNormal">Ever since he left Hjaalmarch. Rowan’s life had only gotten better. And he never looked back.