At his next words , she frowns , turning towards him , free hand now placing on his thigh .
โ Youre not dreaming , darling . This is all real . Iโm not going anywhere and you will never be alone again . โ
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She raises an eyebrow at her husbandโs words and the babyโs drool .
โ Yea . Like drooling all over me . He surely got that from you . โ
Roxana teases , reaching towards the nearby cupboard , grabbing a tissue , wiping away the drool .
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She smiles at him , before leaning against him , wanting to be closer to him .
What a sight .
A happy little family .
โ No . . . I still cant believe it . . . โ
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She huffs , pulling Achille into her arm , now having one free , booping her husbands nose .
โ Suuure . Just you wait and see . I feed him , Iโm the favourite . โ
Roxana grinned at him , letting him remove her hair from their sons mouth .
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She chuckles , smugness written over her face . Turning her face towards her husband , sticking out her tongue .
โ I guess he does . โ
Looking back at their baby , as he puts her hair in his mouth , she laughs .
He was just the cutest .
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She stares at her husband .
โ Did you hear that !? He said mama !
Our boy said his first word ! โ
Her hands hook under his arms , lifting him up , to look at him better , laughing .
โ You said mama ! โ
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She waits for her son to reach her , fists grabbing onto her , arms wrap around his small body .
She pulls him up onto her lap , big smile on her lips , craddeling her child .
Until he speaks his firsr word .
Her eyes widen so wide , mouth falls agape .
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She simply rolls her eyes at him , shaking her head as she sits down .
Smiling back at her son , adjusting her position , arms extending to call her son over .
โ Come to mama , Achille . โ
She hums out , before chuckling as he tried to speak again .
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Lifting her dress , she sits beside her husband , eyes on their child , smile wide .
Words ? Was he already speaking ?
Upon her sonโs attempt to talk , she chuckles , hands together .
โ Oh , my darling , you almost got it !
Mamaโs here now . โ
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Relief washes over her , the heat reducing , the archon cooling down .
Hand to her heart , she glares at her husband .
โ Dont scare me like that ever again . โ
She hisses , before making her way over .
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She rushes over to the room , where his voice came from , busting the door open . Eyes wide , heat radiating from the pyro archon .
โ What !? What happened !? โ
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The archon was in one of the other rooms , painting . Something she hasnt done for quite a while .
That is until her husband called out for her .
Concer immediately flushes over her expression , dropping the brush and her utensils .