"She's perfect." Maric breathed, looking down at his tiny daughter. Colette's labor had been difficult, and the infant had come out smaller than expected. She seemed so fragile, so dependent on him. He looked in awe at Colette, who was openly crying. He realized that he was crying too as he looked down at the tiny creature who had so quickly stolen his heart. He had felt a similar surge of love with both Cailan and Alistair, but it was somehow different this time. His first and only daughter was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
"What should we call her?" Colette asked softly. He thought long and hard for a name that would be worthy of his daughter. Rowan had chosen the name for Cailan, and Colette had named Alistair. It seemed odd that he would be giving the girl a name she would be called for the rest of her life. As he thought, it came to him suddenly.
"Kierrai. Her name is Kierrai." he said. Colette grinned.
"I like it. I've never met someone with that name." she agreed. He nodded.
"That's because I made it up. But I think it fits her." he said, smiling down at his daughter.
"I think you're right." Colette said. He kissed her forehead before having a guard bring Cailan in. The boy was excited to meet his little sister. Maric smiled. He hadn't been this blissfully happy in a very long time.