Dream A Little Dream Of Me

The wind picked up and carried a roll of thunder with it. He grinned and nodded thoughtfully, eyes still turned skyward as Eyrún mentioned that she saw children in her future some day. He nodded. "I do as well. Though I can't say for sure what kind of father I would be." It was a frightening thought but it always been expected that he would carry on his bloodline. At some point he knew he'd have to try. He hoped he would raise strong offspring.

Éldi's head cocked to the side. "What do you mean not in the traditional manner?" He turned to look at her, green eyes filled with curiosity. His parents had only ever talked of a proper traditional marriage and being careful where he uh, sowed his wild oats.