"Alaric," Ravenna softly whispered his name after a long moment. "I'm really not going anywhere. Never. And... our baby needs his father."
At the mention of their child, Alaric seemed to have come out of his reverie. His head slowly rose up and his dark, blank eyes met her eyes.
"Our... baby," he whispered back.
Ravenna took his palm and slowly guided it to her belly, letting it rest there. A subtle smile formed on her lips, her gaze never wavering from him.
"Yes."
Alaric shifted and looked at his hand that was placed on her stomach, as he listened to the soft heartbeat of their child. It was calm, and somehow, it brought him peace and his fear seemed to be disappearing.
Watching his expression become softer, Ravenna's smile grew wider. She placed her hand in top of his, and that made his lips raise up a little. She leaned closer to him and their foreheads were leaning on each other.
Just as the moment was turning peaceful–
