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Angela Encarmine
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The woman looked terribly unnerved as she was lead through the hallways of fortress of the Blood Angel, a small bundle clasped to chest protectively.
The Librarian chuckled, making the woman jump, "No harm will come to her," he assured her with a steadying hand, "She is infinitely precious to us all."
"…Is he really as handsome as people say?" blurted the woman.
This earned a peal of laughter from the Librarian, making the woman blush furiously.
"Yes," admitted the robed Marine, "Yes, probably moreso than they say, unaugmented humans react quite strongly to seeing any Primarch."
She looked worried, and for her trouble had a smile bestowed upon her, "You will do fine."
"Certainly," a new voice spoke up sounding amused.
The Marine jumped guiltily, looking abashed and stood back ramrod straight, "My lord!"
"At ease," the blond Primarch gestured, smiling warmly, "You have given no offense."
"Now," he turned, still smiling, to the star-stuck woman both he and the Librarian dwarfed, "I understand you have had the honour to bare into the world our homes heart, may I see her?" He looked oddly boyish, almost… eager?
This brought the young mother out of her stupefication and she stifled a smile, "Yes, my lord," she held the small blanket-swathed out carefully.
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Wide, shining eyes stared up at Sanguinius with such gratitude he couldn't possibly be angry at their owner as they settled to the floor.
"Now why do you keep doing that if you get stuck?" he chided gently.
The blonde girl-child squirmed in his light grip, wings fluttering, "…It fun?" Red eyes blinked hopefully, arms reaching around his neck as she cuddled closer, round cheek pressed against his.
His mouth twitched into amused smile, "Or you just like hugs that come after," Sanguinius observed wryly.
She giggled lightly.
"Stuck in the chandeliers again, my Lord?" a bemused female voice interrupted.
The girl perked up and cried gleefully before launching herself out of Sanguinius' arms, small wings flapping wildly, "Mama!"
The woman stumbled as her enthusiastic child impacted with her torso, "Really, Sangri," her mother sighed disapprovingly, shaking her head.
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