"Why Ben?"
"What?"
"Why did you choose 'Ben'?"
I wince, embarrassed.
"It's simple, plain. Forgettable."
She cocked her head, divulging a sly grin.
"Obiii…"
"Fine fine fine. When I first met you as the Queen I overheard you and your handmaidens talking about baby names, and you happened to pick the name Ben."
Sabe grimaced, unable to believe she was once so… girly. She grinned again, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"That's so adorable of you, Ben. I didn't know you were such a... oh no."
"What?"
She looked up at him, alarm crossing her face.
"If you're Ben, what are we going to name our son?"
"Our WHAT?"