ᴄʀᴇꜱꜱɪᴅᴀ ᴏꜰ H I A T U S

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She is alive~

She's tired. The heat is getting to her...

"Eskel~?"

She yawns heavily.

She stared at him. "...I just pushed a baby out from betwixt my thighs. Where do you think I'm walking to, exactly...?"she asked. His kiss did make her smile, however.

Snorts.

Hmmm...

"I could really use something to eat." she admitted. Their little one done nursing, she passed him to a midwife who laid him in his cot. She looked up with a soft smile, looking over at Edward. "Let's spend some time as a family~"

Her post birth exhaustion was getting to her and she felt bad for snapping at him. She knew Edward meant well and she sighed. "We'll get him out amongst the people in a way that benefits both prince and peasant." she smiled softly, caressing his cheek. "I promise~"

++ he faces no cruelty for taking after me so much...”

Slowly looking at him, she raised an eyebrow. “You’re going to loan out the heir to your throne to peasant farms? There’s humbling and then there’s that.” She said. “I didn’t get my strength from a pitchfork.” Looking down at his ears, her brow furrowed. “I hope ++

Closing her eyes, she pressed her forehead to the top of the baby's head. She prayed hard, full of thanks and joy at all she had gone through to bring their love to life. "He is so handsome...he looks like you~" She smiled softly. Aren was starting to doze off at her breast.

++ off in this beautiful little one. "We should offer thanks." she said. "That he was born safe."

"Aren..." She looked down at him. All that she and Edward had been through to get here had led to this magical moment. This union, this love made manifest in her arms. Putting him to her breast for him to feed, she just stared at him. The hours of anguish had finally paid ++

"What? Of course he will. He's your heir, Edward, don't be silly!" Even -she- had taken his last name upon their marriage. She was thrilled with their little boy, and their family. Cressida settled against the pillows, turning to feed the now fussing baby. "Aren~" she cooed.

++ into the world without a name?" She stroked his round little cheek with the back of her hand. "...what about Aren? Or Thomas? I don't know." she murmured.

Drinking the water down gratefully, she finally managed to catch her breath. Holding the little one near, she shook her head. "No, we need to name him." she said. "I don't want him out in the world with no name! How will the people thank the gods for his safe entry ++

++ with a small laugh. Which then was followed by a wince from soreness. "Hmmm...something simple yet worth remembering, I should think..."

"A family name?" She was confused. Cressida had assumed that he would want to name his firstborn son. But she looked at the little one's face and gave a shrug. "In all honesty, I haven't a clue. This whole time, I felt in my heart that it would be a girl!" she said ++

++ his lineage through her. She wondered what the others would think of it. They didn't seem to mind it in her, but would they mind it in their future king? "We...darling, we never thought of a name." she said suddenly, looking over at him. She must have looked a fright.