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"I'm pregnant."
Farkas immediately halted in his actions. Had he truly heard her correctly? "What?"
His wife giggled, seemingly amused at her husband's shock. "I'm pregnant, love."
A pause to process. "You're having a baby?"
"Darling, I'm having your baby."
Well, shit. That wasn't something a man heard every day. He wouldn't admit it but it took him a solid minute to fully process Alessia's words. In truth he really shouldn't be surprised. They had been married for almost a year now and they had a regular sex life. Though if he had to put gold on it he would probably say it happened during his last heat. Werewolves experience a heat once every six months and he had spent his last one with his wife. Farkas had been surprised at how long she was able to keep up with him despite not being a werewolf. He had already enjoyed being a married man but not having to spend his heats alone was icing on the sweet roll. His recent heat had been shorter than usual but he supposes the wolf part of him must have known that they had successfully mated.
Sweet Mara, but she truly was his mate now. He knew that as the months would pass her stomach would grow and everyone would see. They would see the Dragonborn pregnant with his child. This wonderful woman had opened herself to him and he was lucky to drown in her. Not only that but the other werewolves would smell his scent on her. They would truly know that she was his mate; not only his wife but mother of his child. He reached a hand out and gently placed it against his wife's abdomen. There was no visible bump but it did feel a bit different to him. Alessia placed a hand over her husband's, sighing contentedly as they leaned into each other.
The children had been ecstatic when their parents told them of Alessia's pregnancy. Lucia wanted a baby sister while Alesan wanted a brother, of course. Their mother explained to them that they wouldn't know if the child was a boy or girl until they were born. She was due by the end of Morning Star so they had plenty of time to plan for the baby's arrival. Gods, she would have to speak with Ulfric about possibly renovating the house to make room. Ulfric was her friend she wouldn't deny that. But it seemed like he (along with the rest of Skyrim) seemed too eager to please her. Yes, she is the granddaughter of Martin Septim therefore a descendent of Talos but that didn't mean she doesn't want to be treated as an equal. She thought that when she married Farkas people wouldn't treat her as an outsider anymore. Unfortunately she still had to remind some drunken bastards that her very strong Nordic husband would tear them in half if they ever laid a finger on her. Ever since their wedding Alessia noticed that her husband had become significantly more territorial when it came to her and the children. While at times it could be a bit much she would always be grateful of his drive to protect not just her but their adopted children as well. Both Alessia and Farkas agreed to wait until her pregnancy was noticeable before sharing the news with anyone outside the family. They told Vilkas when he came to visit and were able to convince him to not tell the other Companions. He had no problem with this as it was their announcement to make. To entice the children to keep the secret she promised them each 100 gold to spend on anything they pleased. The children shared an excited look before eagerly agreeing.
So when the time came she chose to go to Ulfric first. After all she owed him an explanation for her absence from the court for the past few months. She was able to hide her bump with a thick enough cloak but she still walked with a brisk pace to the Palace of Kings. The castle was looking better since Ulfric had hired cleaning staff from the Grey Quarter. The staff was entirely made up of Dunmer women; it reminded Alessia of home. Arch Mage Leorre had welcomed the Dunmer refugees into the college with open arms. Her grandmother offered them opportunities within the college as well as the Thieves Guild. Or rather those who couldn't join the college all received mysterious letters by someone claiming to be the Gray Fox. As a result Alessia had grown beside several Dunmer men and women. The high population of Dunmer in Windhelm almost made it feel like home. She happened upon one of the new maids when she entered the hall, the Dunmer offering to take her cloak. She saw the hesitance is the Breton and smiled reassuringly.
"Don't worry, most of the staff knew the moment we found you sick in the study. Congratulations, by the way."
Alessia blushes, handing her cloak over to the Dunmer. "Thank you."
"Children are a blessing; not just for the mother but for the community as well." She gestured to the stairway that led to the second floor. "The Jarl is in his study at the moment but I'm sure he'll be pleased to see you."
Alessia thanked her once more before ascending the stairs. She found Ulfric easily, though he had been so wrapped up in his papers that he didn't notice her enter the study. He had let his beard grow out in the months she had been absent. His hair had grown a bit as well and now fell past his shoulders. There was more color to him and he looked like he was eating well. Overall he looked healthier than he had been during the war. Ulfric finally noticed her though when he did his eyes went wide. From where he was sitting he had pretty good angle to see the small bump that had formed on Alessia's abdomen.
"Hello Ulfric!" Alessia greeted cheerfully.
The Nord could only wave as his eyes were fixated on her baby bump. Not the worst reaction someone could have but it wasn't promising.
"So, as you can see, I'm pregnant." She started. "That's why I haven't been able to attend court regularly. We didn't exactly plan for a child but things happen and...I know I have a duty as royal wizard but I also have a duty as a mother." Ulfric didn't say anything; he just continued to stare. "Ulfric, are you listening?"
"Hm?" Ulfric blinked and he was suddenly aware of her presence. "My apologies, my mind was...wandering. You're going to need time off eventually, right?"
Alessia was genuinely surprised. "Uh, yes I will. Not until the baby is born though." She noticed him staring again. "Ulfric?"
"Yes?"
"Do you have questions?"
He hesitated. "...yes."
Alessia sighed and shook her head with a small smile.
Just as she had predicted most (if not all) of Skyrim had heard about her pregnancy. She received a nearly endless stream of gifts from commoners and city officials alike, all congratulating her and Farkas. Her husband was slightly put off by all the attention they were receiving and Alessia didn't blame him. He had become significantly more protective of her; he had no problem with women or the children interacting with her but if any man so much as looked in her direction he would growl deeply at them. He ended up scaring the shit out of Ralof when the poor Nord tried to feel her bump in his presence. Luckily they had trusted him enough to know about Farkas and Vilkas (just that they were werewolves; he didn't know about the rest of the circle) so he was only slightly terrified when the other man practically roared at him. While Alessia could handle the sudden protectiveness of her husband she found that recently it was becoming more of a hindrance.
She knew that with pregnancies come hormones shifts; she just hadn't expected to be so horny. Normally she knew Farkas would be all too happy to help her but with recent developments she wasn't sure. Alessia has had to inform far too many Nordic men that yes, you can have sex while pregnant and no, their penis wouldn't hurt the baby. To be fair racial physiology was incredibly complex to the untrained eye but she had hoped that common sense would cover that area. Not in Skyrim, apparently. Luckily she was able to get some advice from the Dunmer, despite it making her blush. They told her that words alone would be useless; she would have to make herself irresistible to him. Suvaris had even offered to entertain the children while she got her husband to "unwind" with her.
After Farkas had gone out to hunt she walked her children over to the Grey Quarter. The Dunmer were always more than happy to entertain her children and some even wished her luck with her task. She hurried home and began to make preparations for her husband's return. Their housecarl had been wise enough to make himself scarce when he caught wind of Alessia's plan. The Nord had left early that morning claiming he was going to spend the day at Candlelight Hall. Once she found the scented oil she needed she stripped herself and settled on their bed. She was nearly six months along now and she certainly showed it. The child within her was growing at a seemingly rapid pace. Her breasts had also become larger, though she hadn't been the one to notice it. More often than not it was her husband that noticed the little changes in her.
She jumped a bit when she heard the front door open but relaxed when she heard Farkas greet Meeko. She had found the poor dog on her way back from Solitude and didn't have the heart to leave him alone in the wilderness. Luckily for her Alesan had taken to the dog immediately and begged her to let him keep Meeko. Farkas had made an off hand comment about a boy needing a dog and their son had hugged them both before his attention was solely on his new companion. She heard his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and moved to prop herself up on the pillows. When he opened the door to their bedroom it looked like he was about to say something when his eyes focused on her. She couldn't help but smirk a bit as he unceremoniously dropped his bag (a loud thud, the hunt must have been good) as he continued to stare at her.
"Something wrong, husband?" She said as a blush crept up her face.
Farkas swallowed hard. "You're, uh, not waring any clothes."
"Indeed, I'm not."
"Do they not fit anymore?"
Wait, what? "Um, no darling. I'm actually trying to seduce you."
"Oh." A pause. "Why?"
"Well, I would like to have sex."
"...why?"
Good Gods, he really could be an ice brain sometimes (she loved it, she won't deny that). "There are times during a woman's pregnancy where she experiences an increase in libido." Another pause. "Farkas, I'm horny."
"Yeah, I think I got that. Are you sure we can while you're...you know..."
As if to emphasize he gestured to her rather large form that contained their child.
Alessia suppressed the urge to sigh. "Yes, love, I'm sure."
He paused to think for a moment before shrugging to himself. "Okay."
Well, that was easier than I thought it would be.
Farkas looked down to his newborn son in his cradle. The boy had dark hair like his and slightly pointed ears like his wife. His face was weirdly scrunched and his head looked like a cone. Alessia had told him that was normal and would go away in a few days. It hadn't been until the midwife handed him his newborn son did he realize that he had never seen a newborn baby before. The fact that it was his newborn baby made an unfamiliar feeling swell within him. Before he met Alessia he had never dreamed of becoming a father. When one was a werewolf they didn't exactly make family plans. Very few Companions had children and the ones that did typically had them before they joined. He was more than happy to claim Alesan and Lucia as his own but this was different.
The cradle lay at the foot of their bed, his wife sleeping peacefully in it. Labor had exhausted her and after feeding their son for the first time she handed him off to Fatkas and promptly passed out. Before laying their son in his cradle Farkas took some time to just...hold him. He wasn't an emotional man but the fact that he was holding his own son had him misty eyed. The wolf within him recognized their cub and rumbled with pride deep in his chest. They had decided on the name Corbett; their little raven. A Breton name for his Breton mother.
Corbett stirred in his cradle and opened his eyes sleepily. The father and son stared at one another before Farkas lifted the babe in his arms. Once comfortable in the embrace of his father Corbett yawned and closed his eyes once again. Farkas couldn't help but smile as he laid a gentle kiss against his forehead. Talos help any man that threatened his family for he would tear them to pieces. Literally.