[Berkut nods, stepping back to allow her to see his craft. It’s still only half finished and perhaps not as well done as a professional job but its clear he’s poured effort into making it.]
[Taking a step forward, she peers at the half-finished crib.]
How lovely . . .
[Certainly, there are craftsmen who could have produced something better. Rinea, however, isn't concerned with perfection the way her lord husband is. What she sees before her is the ripening fruit of his effort—his love.]
Oh, Berkut. It's the most wonderful crib I've ever seen.
[Upon declaring those words, he gives pause to think about something he had been meaning to address to his wife. A thought that had been buried in his head but always present and coming back. He reaches over to hold her hand, gently squeezing it.]
Rinea, I think its about we discussed the matter of what name we shall designate our child with, whether it be a boy or girl.
[Her other hand goes to caress his on pure instinct, and she can't help looking surprised. In hindsight, they should have discussed this much earlier. Perhaps in their eagerness to get everything else settled (and her quiet fears that something might happen), they neglected this very basic step.]
Hmm.. well it isn’t uncommon for children to inherit their fathers names in Rigelian culture, but I’d rather have ours stand out on their own merits. What about a name representing strength?
[He still held onto Rigelian ideals somewhat. Even in their united kingdom, they should retain some customs in his mind.]
[Berkut will ever be a proud citizen of the empire; this, Rinea knows. She can't possibly deny him a name that would bring out that pride. It would also serve her need in this matter by promising their child a healthy future, and so she sets to thinking.]
After our nations crest right? Mm.. Leo wouldn’t be a bad fit.
[Nah, that didn’t sound quite right. Let’s try another name.]
I was thinking if you bore me a son, we should name him Ares. The name of one of the first Rigelian rulers and a legendary warrior of tales older than Duma himself. His father’s title was Lionheart.. wouldn’t that be just perfect?
Now, what about a name if we have a daughter? Rinea, I shall allow you the honor of choosing what we will bestow upon our child if they are born a girl.
[There are so many names in the world, yet not a single one comes to mind when under pressure. While this isn't the end of the world, she hates to dispirit her lord so.]
No . . . Forgive me. This is all rather sudden.
I would hate to suggest something without proper thought. May I have some time to think this over?
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Of course, isn’t it grand dear Rinea?
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How lovely . . .
[Certainly, there are craftsmen who could have produced something better. Rinea, however, isn't concerned with perfection the way her lord husband is. What she sees before her is the ripening fruit of his effort—his love.]
Oh, Berkut. It's the most wonderful crib I've ever seen.
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[Upon declaring those words, he gives pause to think about something he had been meaning to address to his wife. A thought that had been buried in his head but always present and coming back. He reaches over to hold her hand, gently squeezing it.]
Rinea, I think its about we discussed the matter of what name we shall designate our child with, whether it be a boy or girl.
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Yes, of course. Did you have any in mind?
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[He still held onto Rigelian ideals somewhat. Even in their united kingdom, they should retain some customs in his mind.]
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Something to do with . . . lions, perhaps?
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[Nah, that didn’t sound quite right. Let’s try another name.]
I was thinking if you bore me a son, we should name him Ares. The name of one of the first Rigelian rulers and a legendary warrior of tales older than Duma himself. His father’s title was Lionheart.. wouldn’t that be just perfect?
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[Certainly, it's got a ring to it that Leo lacks. On the other hand, Leo is charmingly down to earth.]
If this is the name on which your heart is set, I have no objections.
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My dear wife, do not fret. I’m sure you can think of a worthy name for our child. Does anything at all come to mind?
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No . . . Forgive me. This is all rather sudden.
I would hate to suggest something without proper thought. May I have some time to think this over?
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[He placed a small kiss on her forehead, one hand going firmly on her stomach again.]
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I'm fine, my lord, and so is your child.
[One hand follows his to her belly while the other comes up to rest on his chest. Already, she feels calmer.]
Tomorrow, I shall come to you with a name for a daughter.