A/N: ANNNNNNd here is chapter four; this is planed to be the second to last chapter.

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Each morning since crossing the ocean it had been the same issue. Gwen would wake up, jump out of bed and run to the bathroom to get to the chamber pot before she became sick. Bull would wake up and rub her back slowly as she emptied her stomachs contents into the pot. Bull shrugged it off the first day, she had probably eaten bad fish the night before and they went about their day. They went down in the village, shopping for this and that. Bull had bought her a nice silverite chain for her half of the dragons tooth to replace the leather chord she had originally put it on. They went to the tavern and had a few drinks. Once the music picked up Gwen pulled the large and graceless Quanri out on to the dance floor. She danced circles around him, but he was happy to twirl her around and catch her when she came back. They stayed till the wee hours and stumbled back to the castle.

Day two made Bull mildly concerned when she had jumped out of the bed and ran to the chamber pot once more. Bull tried to rationalize it with the fact that they had gone drinking the night before. Just incase the pair stayed inside the castle that day and played croquet with Gwen's sisters. Gwen showed him around the large place she had called home. She even pulled out her old and tattered pointe shoes so he could see what she was like before all the fighting had even stated. Gwen put them on and slowly laced the soft ribbons around her ankles. After a few stretches she was able to jump onto the blocks in the little shoes and spun around Bull, who watched her with a smile. Together they danced around the ballroom smiling and laughing until they were exhausted.

Finally on the third day Bull couldn't shrug it off any longer. Something had to be done; he couldn't let this go on any longer.

"Stay right there, Gwen." Bull sternly stated as he started to pull his pants on, Gwen started to object but Bull just growled softly at her and looked up at the small red head clutching the sheets over her chest.

"Please, Kadan, entertain my worries and give me piece of mind." Bull asked softly as he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. Slowly she nodded her head, "I'll be back soon with the healer, please put something on." Bull walked out of the room, and quickly went through the winding corridors to find Gwen's mother.

She wasn't hard to find, she was in the gardens sitting listening to the sea birds call to one another. Bull cleared his throat as to not startle Julia. Quickly she turned to bull and waited for him to speak.

"I need you to call the healer, Gwen's been sick the last few days."

"She's sick?"

"Yeah, can't keep anything down, throwing up every morning." Gwen's mother gave him an odd but knowing look. Julia nodded as she went to go find the family healer.

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The healer had asked Bull to wait outside of the rooms. Bull could hear their muffled voices and long pauses in their conversation. Bull couldn't hear what they were actually saying, but he knew it wasn't good news. There was something wrong and Gwen want taking it well. He heard the latch of the door and Bull jumped from where he was sitting; the healer came out and his eyes landed on the large Qunari.

"Will she be okay?" Bull asked, his face was schooled and void of any emotion, but his voice was filled with the worry he wanted to so desperately avoid. The healer nodded quickly and told him to go to her. Bull didn't waist any time and went into the room. He took long strides to the bedroom where he found her wearing his large button down shirt he had discarded the night before, if he wasn't worried about her he would have gotten turned on by the look of her in his clothing in the morning light. Gwen was silent just starring out the windows gently stroking Sir PussWuss's back. Bull sat down next to her, silence hung in the air, neither of them wanted to start this conversation. Bull cleared his throat, Gwen looked over at him and he noticed the silent tears falling from her eyes for the first time. Bull drew in a short breath before he spoke.

"Gwen... Kadan, what's wrong?" Bull asked sadly, she looked down letting out a strained sob. Bull quickly pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her; they stayed wrapped up in the others arms until the early afternoon. The only time the silence was ever interrupted was if she let out a sob, which was soon shushed by a kiss and sweet whispers against her hair. Once the tears had dried up Gwen finally was able to speak. Her voice was ragged and quiet but bull could hear her clear as day.

"I want you to know that you are free to do what you want, I love you and I do not want to force you to do anything you don't want to. I will never hold your decision against you."

"I don't think you can force me into anything, Ka-."

"Bull, I'm pregnant." Gwen cut him off loudly, quietly she added "and before you ask, yes it is yours. You are the only person I'm sleeping with. I haven't slept with another man in a very long time, so it has to be yours."

"You're pregnant." Bull stated dumbfounded as the information hit him in waves. His Kadan. His baby. What would he do with a child? He couldn't care for a baby; he could barley care for himself at times. She was pregnant. Gwen started to crawl out of his lap; Bull quickly stopped her and pulled her back to where she was tucked under his chin.

"Are you happy, Kadan? Do you want this?" Bull asked softly, slowly running his fingers over her belly, nothing was different on the outside, it was still smooth and taunt against her muscles, but Bull knew his child rested there. Gwen was quiet as he started to touch and feel her stomach, slowly she nodded her head.

"I think I do Bull." She whispered.

"Okay then." Bull nodded. Slowly he processed the information, she wanted this, and she wanted him.

"Do you-" she couldn't get the words out before Bull cupped her chin and tilted her head up so he could capture her lips for a long and slow kiss. He was there, what she wanted he gave to her happily. Bull was his Kadan's slave, and would do exactly what she bid him to do. Even if that meant jumping into something he knew nothing about.

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They had decided they would tell her family first. Her father had stomped out grumbling about heathens, while her mother had a smile as if she had known all along. Soon the Bann came back holding a small dedicate ring, quickly he gave it to Bull. The Iron Bull looked down at the small silverite ring in his hands, small little tendrils of metal held tightly onto multiple small green stones. Bull could tell it was a human wedding band, he knew what her father demanded.

"You will marry my daughter before this child is born, end of discussion. I will not have a heathen for a grandchild." Bull smirked as he quickly slipped the ring on to Gwen's hand. Gwen smiled softly as she looked down at the ring. They were married that night by the Bann.

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They had sent a letter back to Skyhold telling everyone that Gwen was expecting and that they had gotten married. The keep was buzzing with excitement about the news when Bull and the Inquisitor came back two weeks later. Josephine was the first to greet them with her portable desk in tow. Bull picked Gwen out of the carriage and gently set her onto the ground, much to Gwen's dismay.

"Bull, I'm pregnant, not an invalid." She yelled at him. With a smirk Bull turned back to the carriage and grabbed Sir PussWuss, who Gwen had stated that she couldn't leave behind again. Her family and the servants had let out a sigh of relieve when she told them that he was leaving with her, everyone at the Ostwick castle hated that cat. Bull kept the cat in his arms; slowly the fur ball and him were starting to come to an understanding of their mutual dislike for the other, but their love for the red head.

"Let me do my job of taking care of you Kadan." Bull stated softly. "Humor me, please." Gwen sighed and looked over at Josephine with a tight smile, who on the other hand was beaming with excitement at Gwen and Bull.

"So I have sent out the announcement of both the marriage and pregnancy to all of the notable people in the kingdoms. Wedding gifts have started to flow in, along with an angry note from Celine about how she had wished to be invited to the wedding. I sent her back an apology stating that you had run away and it was very romantic and like an Orlsian romance novel. I have put all the gifts up in your room for you to go through at your leisure. I have also called on a Tamassran who had turned Tal- Vashoth; she will be here in a week or two to help with questions and concerns either of you have and will stay here until the child has reached a year, just incase." Josephine paused and looked between the two of them, "Congratulations to you both, we are all happy for you and are excited about the baby on the way."

"Thank you Josie," Gwen bowed her head lightly to her advisor before Josephine walked back to her office.

"So, we heard you knocked the Inquisitor up. So we celebrated for you!" Bull looked over, he could see the chargers waiting a little while away. Krem had a large smile plastered to his face as the group walked towards them. "Then we heard you married her, too. Got to say Chief, it's all or nothing with you isn't it?" Krem crossed his arms, Bull shrugged at his second in command.

"I don't do anything half assed." The chargers laughed, even Gwen cracked a smile as she took Sir PussWuss from Bull. Krem looked down at the cat who yowled at the shift from his old spot.

"Got to ask though Inquisitor, are you keeping Trevelyan or going with Mrs. Bull now?" Krem smiled, obviously joking.

"Actually we talked about it and we deiced Bull was Bull's last name. So it's Gwendolyn Bull now." With that Gwen started to walk away with her cat in her arms, Krem's eyebrows shot up as she looked between the red head leaving and Bull.

"She's joking right?"

Bull just smirked but said nothing as he started to follow his wife.

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"I have no idea what to do with a baby, Krem." Bull drunkenly gazed into his drink, "I kill things, I break walls down, and I fight dragons. So how will I not hurt this tinny squishy thing?" Krem watched Bull. Krem's face was schooled so even Bull and all his training couldn't see what he was thinking, or maybe it was the alcohol.

"Chief, you'll do fine, better then you'll ever think. Hell you treat me and the chargers like your brood already, might as well hell have ones with your ugly mug." A smirk spread across his face as Krem took a sip out of his own ale, but bull just kept shaking his head.

"This was a bad idea, I should have…should have…ran. She'd be better off…" Bull slurred, Krem stilled, "they'd be better off with out me, I'll fuck it all up Krem. I'll hurt them, I know it."

"Don't be an idiot. That girl would be a wreck if you ran, Bull." Krem kept his voice controlled. "And that kid of yours, if you're not there for it as it grows up, well then its life will be wreck too." Bull finished off the tankard and called the bar keep over for a refill.

"She would have been better off, I'll fuck it all up. I can't give her a good life; I have mercenary company… not a castle or a tittle. You should have seen it Krem, so big and the finery… It was nicer then the winter palace, and she was just at home in it all. She should have that…I can't give her that, I can't give the baby that."

"She doesn't want that Bull, she wants who you are, not someone like her father." Bull quieted for a moment.

"The look her father gave us when we told him… she was not his daughter at that moment. He had accepted that I was his daughter's lover, or even her suitor. He wont ever accept that I'm the father of her love child."

"If she didn't want you she wouldn't have told them, Bull." Krem pushed his drink away and looked over at Bull who was already half way done with his ninth drink, Krem took the tankard from Bull. "I am bringing you home to your pregnant wife, and you are going to realize quickly that she is in fact happy about this and you will see that you are what she needs… when your not drunk." Krem got up and started to drag Bull out of the bar and back to the keep.

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"How many types of wine glasses do we really need, honestly?" Gwen stated as she opened another box of glassware from a different dignitary. Gwen was sitting on the floor in an ocean of gift-wrap.

"Apparently they think you need it to deal with me." Gwen glanced over to the large smirking Qunari who was lounging behind her desk.

"Hardy har har." Gwen rolled her eyes and went back to the gifts in front of them. She tore into the next gift from the king and queen of Fereldan. Gwen smiled as she pulled out the plush Dragon toy. Gwen could hear Bull's feet hit the ground.

"Is that for us?" Bull asked quietly. Gwen looked over to see his eye was wide with excitement; she smirked and shook her head.

"I think it's intended for the baby, so no." She stated as she put the toy back into the box, quickly she turned to her ledger and noted that she would have to send them a very generous thank you note.

"Damn." Bull said lightly under his breath.

"You want a child's toy?"

"…No."

"Liar."

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Bull sat on the edge of the bed as he watched Gwen looking at her stomach in the mirror. They had figured out Gwen was about ten weeks into her pregnancy.

"I swear I already have a bump." Gwen stated as she chewed on her lip, Bull wouldn't lie, he could see a small bump were their child was growing but it was nothing serious, more like a bloated stomach then anything. He was getting better adjusting to the idea of husband and father; Krem had knocked some sense into him with a wooden practice sword the morning after their drinking. What scared Bull though was the more he thought of it, the more he liked the idea. Bull watched Gwen slowly and lovingly rub the curve in her belly; gently he reached out and pulled her towards him, slowly he turned her so she was facing him. He kissed her stomach softly and spoke against her flesh.

"Don't fret Kadan. It just shows that our child is healthy and will be strong." Bull kissed the bump once more before nuzzling it gently. "Is it weird I find it sexy on you." Bull growled softly as he pulled her into his lap. He gently bit and sucked on her neck, drawing out a moan from her. Truth was he did in fact find it attractive and couldn't wait for the bump to become much larger.

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"…So Hawke barges through the door of the Hanged Man, just dripping in blood. Everyone is silent as she walks towards the bar as if nothing is wrong. She looks at the bar keep and just states, 'Just a normal Tuesday.' "

Gwen laughed loudly from Bull's lap, "She didn't."

"Oh she did princess, and she reeked of giant for days after that." Varric took a swig of his ale as he studied the pair, "Gotta ask, what do you want for a kid?"

"You make it sounds like we get to order it like a brew, Varric." Gwen grimaced as she took a sip from her tea. She wanted more then tea, she wanted ale or whisky even wine would work, anything other than tea in a tavern.

"You know what I mean Princess, Tinny get in on this as well. Boy or girl?"

"Girl."

"Boy." Gwen looked over at bull confused, "You want a girl?"

Bull shrugged as he raised the tankard to his lips.

"Girls are easy. Buy them pretty things, say nice words, and kill the suitors before they're an issue. With boys, you'll worry about him when he gets into scraps with others. I'll have to track him down and drag him out of bars and bad situations." Bull smirked as he put down the tankard, "I'll be honest, I'm surprised you want a boy. They're dirty little shits that get into trouble and cause adults to go grey. I would like you to keep that long red hair of yours and maybe pass it on to a girl." Gwen smiled and kissed Bull softly on the lips. She could feel him tighten his grip on her waist with one of his hands while he brushed the hair out of her face.

"Are we just ignoring the 'Kill the suitors' part?" Varric stated loudly, but the couple ignored him.

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"I want pickles." Gwen stated as she tossed her bet into the pot. Varric raised an eyebrow at Gwen then he let out a small chuckle.

"Okay then, Princess, go get pickles." Varric shook his head and matched her bet.

"and chocolate." Gwen sighed as Blackwall, Dorian, Varric, and Cullen gave her a questioning look.

"Don't ask questions, ask them and then things gets weird." Bull deadpanned looking at his cards, "I have another twenty five weeks of this, then non fun sleepless nights to look forward to." Bull grumbled as he folded, pushing his chair back he looked down at the red head that was truly in charge of their relationship, "Pickles and chocolate, right? Or do you want pickles in chocolate? Or would you like a chocolate pudding so you could dip the pickles in chocolate?"

"Now that sounds just disgraceful to the pickle." Dorian stated with a scowl and he shifted his cards in his hand.

"Why so many choices there Tinny?"

"Because if I don't come back with the right one she wont be happy. When she's not happy, she'll mull it over. When she mulls it over I get kicked out of the bed. I would like to sleep in my bed tonight." Bull looked back over to Gwen who gave him a half smile.

"I like the pickles and pudding idea." With that Bull nodded and went to the kitchens. He informed the cooks of what odd combination Gwen wanted this time and with sympathetic faces they went to making a plate of pickles and chocolate pudding. The cooks soon handed him the plate for Gwen and Bull went back to the game in the main hall. Bull placed the plate in front of her and kissed the top of her head before sitting down next to her. Gwen smiled and grabbed a pickle and quickly dipped it into the pudding.

"Please don't eat that." Blackwall pleaded as he watched Gwen. She ignored him and ate her craving any way. Bull watched her and glanced down at her ever-expanding belly. In fifteen weeks there child had grown enough where she could no longer fit into her armor, and her clothes were in their last week before she had to switch to the larger dresses Vivian had gotten Gwen for her expanding abdomen.

They played a few more hands of Wicked Grace before Gwen and pushed herself up from the table with a yawn.

"I am going to bed." She stated, Bull nodded to her.

"I'll be up in a bit, don't worry." Gwen gave him a peck on the cheek before she departed to their room. Bull watched her walk away; her hips swung a little more now because of his little calf growing inside of her. He took this time to appreciate her round ass and that little swing with a smile. The group of men sat and drank for a while longer. The group talked about past fights, women, drinks, and a few jabs were thrown at Bull every now and again about the approaching fatherhood. Even though Gwen was showing, people still couldn't wrap their head around the idea that he out of everyone had gotten married and had a child on the way. After more drinks and laughter slowly one by one everyone left until it was just Bull and Varric sitting there. Varric settled back in his chair and studied the Iron Bull. Bull glanced over to the door towards the door leading to their room, Gwen was probably passed out already, she would be mildly angry in the morning about him talking longer then Bull said he would. He would take her anger, he would calm her, and he would do better next time.

"You both seamed to have settled into married bliss well." Varric stated as he started to put the cards away, Bull chuckled and turned back to the dwarf. "I gotta admit Tinny, I didn't think you'd have it in you to go along with this. When I heard the news I though that this was going to be an utter disaster waiting to happen. But it's turned out for the better for the both of you. It's a nice way to end the book too, happy couple, baby on the way, what's not to smile about but yet feel mildly nauseous." Bull laughed as he relaxed into the chair, Varric's expression shifted to something more serious.

"Bull, I enjoy you, always have. I know you're a good guy, but I have to say if you hurt her now, you'll find a bolt in your back." Bull fell quiet slowly he nodded in understanding at the dwarf.

"If I did, I'd ask you to do it."

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Gwen paced in the courtyard; She had gotten a letter from her mother the week before saying that she was going to come and stay and Skyhold until the baby came. Today was the day of her arrival; Julia Trevelyan's rooms had been set up and cleaned until the stones shown. Everything was set perfectly, but Gwen was anxious about her mothers soon arrival. Was the Bann or her sisters going to be there as well? Would her mother approve of the area? Would Skyhold approve of her mother? Had her father come to accept everything in the end?

Gwen's thoughts were ceased as she heard the gates to the keep slowly crank open and a small horse drawn carriage came into view. Gwen rested her hand on her belly as she watched the carriage come to a halt and the driver went around to open the door. Julia looked about the courtyard trying to spy her daughter as she was helped out of the black carriage.

"Okay little calf, let's go see your grandmother." Gwen stated softly as she rubbed the larger bump, "Hi mom!" Gwen shouted out as she walked towards the carriage.

"Gwen, look at you! You're huge!" the short retired assassin stated as she practically ran to her daughter.

"Thanks mom. That was exactly what I wanted to hear." Gwen sighed as she hugged her mother.

"I'm sorry, but look at you, you look like me when I was carrying Ivy and Iris. Are you sure your not have two?" the older blond woman laughed as she took her daughters arm, her laughter subsided and a serious look crossed her face. "I'm sorry, I know it's hard feeling like a balloon. When I was pregnant with George I had the hardest time shifting from assassin to mother. I know your probably feeling the same exact way."

Gwen sighed softly letting go of the tension. Gwen intertwined their fingers, "Come on, I'll show you to your rooms."

"I'll find my room's later, introduce me to people. Let me embarrass my son in law in front of people who matter." Julia smirked as they walked towards the tavern. Gwen couldn't help but laugh at the idea of Bull's face as Julia embarrassed him in front of Krem or Varric.

The afternoon with her mother was nice, Gwen had missed the friendship her mother and her had created. Julia was always open with her Oopsie child about her past life and had even taught her the trick of the trade growing up. They fell back into their relationship effortlessly. Gwen led her mother to her rooms before dinner with a smile on her face.

"I have something for you." Julia stated softly as they stopped at the door.

"Oh?" Gwen looked down at her mother, who was pulled out a small package out of her traveling dress's pocket.

"Your father asked me to give it to you, along with a letter. He said to open the package first."

Gwen took the package and folded up parchment from Julia and opened the box. She looked down as saw two pendants of the Trevelyan crest, one that was very large, the other much smaller and more for a child. Gwen looked up to her mother; confusion filled her eyes as she looked at the older woman.

"The letter should explain everything, but your father had them commissioned for Bull and your child."

Gwen hugged her mother tightly as she whispered thank you over and over again. Julia, Bull, or their calf would never understand how much this would ever mean to Gwen. To Gwen these two crests meant the world, they meant that she still belonged to a family.

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They were lying in bed; they had about ten weeks left until their child's due date. Gwen's belly had expanded to the point where she could no longer see her feet. Their ex-Tamassran had told them that the last trimester would be harder on Gwen's body, their child would be growing faster and larger then a normal human child would. Their child would take a lot of Gwen's energy leaving her in bed or not very far from it. Bull was always there with her incase she became too tired as she worked with the dignitaries, different officials, or just checking in with the people of Skyhold. There had been many times where Bull would have to carry her up the stairs before she fell from exhaustion. Today, he made her stay in bed to do paper work. Bull wiggled his toes under the blankets as Sir PussWuss pounced and tried to capture them, even with out any luck the angry cat never gave up.

"You love him." Gwen stated but didn't look up from the reports. Bull grunted as PussWuss dug his back claws into the arch of Bull's foot.

"No, I'm trying to help him with his warrior abilities. The kitchen staff has been complaining of rats."

"You love him, I heard you giving him baby talk last night before bed."

"I have no comment on that matter."

Gwen groaned softly and put down the reports she was reading. Slowly she rubbed the belly to try and sooth the baby inside. Bull pulled her closer against his side.

"Your child is being wild once again." She stated softly, "It decided my bladder would be a great punching bag." Bull gave a low chuckle in response before resting his hand over her abdomen slowly rubbing the large bump. He felt a little kick under his palm. Bull smiled, their child was already strong and would be a fighter. Part of him imagined teaching him to be a warrior, maybe he would take over the chargers once he was older, but those we just fantasies.

"Oh, little calf, let your mother rest." There was another flutter against his hand and then the child calmed. Bull kept stroking her belly, moments like this Bull was happy he had given up the Qun, if he hadn't he would have never had a wife of babe on the way. Gwen let out a small yawn as she slowly drifted to sleep. Bull kept her in his arms, watching over her and the child.

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The due date came and passed. Gwen was practically confined to the room unless Bull carried her somewhere else. Bull sat up in their bed and Gwen was lounging between his legs and against his chest. Bull rubbed the large belly as she sat there knitting away fuming about being stuck in the bed. Their Tamassran had taught Gwen to knit in her last trimester, it was a way to relive stress and to give Gwen something to keep her mentally occupied. Her needles were clicking as she continued on talking about what needed to be done, but couldn't until the baby came. Bull glanced over to the corner where her work desk once use to be, it was now filled with a crib and rocking chair Blackwall had crafted for them. There was already an overflow of toys and gifts for the child from nobles Gwen had helped; even gifts from the old spymaster who had become the new divine. Vivan had bought them enough gender-neutral clothes for quadruplets. This child hadn't even made it out of the womb yet and was already spoiled.

"A rouge assassin reduced to knitting scarves, fucking scarves!" Gwen growled softly as her needles clicked against one another faster. The fact that their child was a week late frustrated her to no end, but it was more then that, Bull could tell she was scared. She worried if the child was okay or if something was wrong.

"Gwendolyn, you need to be calm, for both you and the little calf."

"Our little calf needs to come out before I go stir crazy, Bull." Gwen growled out. She paused in her knitting, she looked down at her belly, "are we going to be good parents Bull?"

"An Ex- Ben' Hassrath and the Herald of Andraste? Nah, we're going to be terrible parents."

"Bull!" Gwen gasped and dropped her knitting needles.

"Okay, I'm joking, maybe. But this kid will have a lot to live up to. They wont get away with anything, but they will be loved by many people… but also hated for being half Qunari and half Human. Hell I've never met one or heard of one before."

"Bull." Gwen stated softly.

"You shouldn't worry about it Gwen. Our calf will always be protected though; it has the chargers as baby sitters, Skyhold as family, and then us as parents. It'll always be protected and loved." Gwen grabbed onto his bicep and with her nails dug into his skin.

"Bull, get the Tamassran, my water broke."

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The keep awoke to the sight of The Iron Bull running around fetching things for the two women up in Gwen and Bull's room. The sound of Gwen screams from childbirth echoed through the Main hall. Everyone ran off to the tavern to escape the screams of childbirth. Drinks were flowing and bets were pouring in to Varric as he kept a tally on the different bets. Would it be a Girl or Boy? What time would it come? Hell they even started a pool for the name. Everyone was merry and excited to see the tot of Skyhold.

Bull would come in now and again giving updates and grabbing a drink before going back, but slowly he stopped coming. Instead the Qunari sent his second in command with updates. It wasn't until late into the night that Krem came back with a wide smile spread across his face and he announced the news to Skyhold.

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Gwen wanted him to stay, and Bull did. He stayed and held her as screamed and became red in the face. It took hours upon hours for their calf to make its appearance. Gwen was exhausted and breathing heavily.

"Just a little longer, Mrs. Bull." Gwen nodded slowly, the exhaustion creeping across her features. Their Tamassran had a calm and cool voice. It was obvious she had delivered many children through her long life, "I know it's hard and you're tired. Qunari babies are stubborn and never want to leave, you have to be strong for your little one," Gwen chuckled softly, "Okay on the contractions push." And Gwen did, Bull was proud of her. He kept kissing her head, whispering words of encouragement into her ear as she pushed. Even as she called him names for knocking her up, he kept doing what he had to. Soon they were met by a loud cry of their little calf coming into the world. Gwen collapsed against his chest, her red hair stuck to her forehead, but a smile was plastered to her face at the sound of their child's loud and strong cry's.

"You did good Kadan, so good." Bull whispered into her, both of them couldn't stop smiling as they watched the Tamassran clean their child and check it's vitals. The older Qunari bundled the newly cleaned child into a white blanket with a floral pattern, slowly she carefully handed the child to Gwen. Gwen held the baby in her grasp and Bull held Gwen.

"I would like to introduce you both to your daughter." Bull stared down at the child slowly blinking up at her parents. Her skin was a pearly white coloring with soft pink hews at the tips of her pointy ears and nose, there were small numbs on her forehead where her horns would start to grow in the next few years, Her lips were a light pink color, and there was a little scruff of black hair that was on the top of her head. But her eyes where what entranced Bull though, sparkling green blue eyes that melted him as he looked down at her. She smiled and kicked as she looked back up at him.

Bull was her slave.