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Previously: Alanna smirked and turned to face James, who had a mixture of annoyance and confusion on his princely face.

"Thank you your highness for helping, you may go now." James nodded absently and walked out of the infirmary.

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Daine pressed her face to Numair's chest as they exited the infirmary. She breathed deeply, as if absorbing Numair's life force. She clutched onto him like she would never let go. Numair smiled as he carried her down the hall to her room.

"Magelet."

He whispered as he approached the door. It swung open and he carried Daine in, setting her on the couch in their main room. He sent his gift into the fireplace and it exploded into flames.

There was a tray with a variety of delicious food on the table in front of where Daine was seated.

"I am going to feed you and you will not argue with me on this." Numair said as he sat down next to Daine and started to feed her some vegetable soup.

After he fed her all of her soup, a serving of raw vegetables and a roll he lifted her up again and carried her towards the bedroom. He sat her on the bed and went to his dresser. He pulled out a big black tunic and walked back towards the bed.

"Lift," he said indicating her arms.

She did as she was told, and carefully raised both arms. He very gently removed her ripped and bloody shirt and replaced it with his big black tunic.

Daine smirked to herself. She didn't usually like to be babied, but at the moment she really didn't mind.

Not at all.

Numair told her that he would be right back as he went to freshen up in the bathroom. Daine lay down and stared at the canopy of the bed.

She closed her eyes and soon felt the bed move as Numair joined her. She felt him lift his shirt that she was wearing, so that a good portion of her belly was showing. She giggled as he slowly traced his finger around her belly button.

"Can you believe that nine months from now we'll be parents?" Numair said, softly caressing her stomach. "That at this very moment there is a little person being formed inside of you. That we created a life." Daine rolled her head, to get a better view of Numair, and opened her eyes.

"I can see it now. You'll read it The Gift of Mages and The Seven Wonders of Magistry every night before bed. It'll know how to perform spells before it can even walk. And instead of going to bed after dinner like every other child, it will beg us to stay up so that you can teach it all about the stars and meteor showers." Daine smirked knowing that most of that would be true.

"Do you think it will be a boy or a girl?" Numair wondered aloud.

"I think it will be a girl."

"I hope it looks just like you. It may not even have the gift at all. It may have wild magic instead."

"You'll have to teach him or her to control their magic. And what will we call them? Magelekins? Magikin? Or how about Munchakin?"

"We'll figure that out when the time comes." Numair said with a smile on his face. "Now we'll just have to figure out how to tell everyone." He smirked, "I know a perfect way to tell them, we could—" he looked over at Daine and noticed that she was asleep. He kissed her forehead and tucked her under the covers. He blew out the candles and climbed in with her, putting his hand back on her belly, under his shirt.

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Daine was sitting on a hill looking down at Numair. He was being attacked by a drooling thing. Daine laughed as she saw Numair levitate Sarralyn, their daughter in to the air. Numair had been trying to teach her the fundamental facts about communicating with a chipmunk. But Sarralyn, being the Rascal two year old that she was, was more interested in pulling her fathers horse tail than in learning. Oh the horror.

Daine loved to watch her husband play with their daughter. Daine laid her hand on the bulge of her stomach excited that in another two months Numair would be playing with both Sarralyn and Arram.

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In her sleep Daine rolled over so that her face was to Numair's chest, his hand going to her waist, and a smile on her face.

A/N I finally got my 100 reviews. Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh

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With the help of Sir Alanna of Pirate's Swoop and Olau I pretty much have the rest of the story planned out.

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