Alex
Syric had intended to attend the festival in the Southern Isles. It felt like a good way to get his feet wet, metephorically, and meet some other rulers. He was still fairly new to his post in Alsher, but he felt he had managed well over the last season, and the winter had done well with maintaining the territory. Their harvest had been bountiful enough that they were able to provide for not only themselves but the neighboring towns, and to top it all off, he'd managed to get through a winter season _without_ catching sick.

Unfortunately, Sebastian hadn't managed to keep from catching a cold. The infant hadn't stopped crying over the last week, and his and Sera's concern only grew the longer the child remained ill. They were new parents, and things like this rightfully scared them enough that they had cancelled their plans to attend the festival.
John
To say that a flurry of events had come to pass in the blink of an eye would have been the understatement of the century, not to mention a hassle where smooth sailing was expected. Having gone from elitists to people in positions of power was something of an adjustment, despite having the expectancy for it all along but she was happy with where she'd found herself in the present. They'd managed to stay healthy and plentiful in the required resources, helping the people that needed it without hesitation. Her child, however, had a little more difficulty in staying well due to the reduced immune system given his age. 

The entire ordeal frightened her rightly so, as the wailing would only stop in smaller instances due to exhaustion, and staying home seemed to be the correct call to be made. Cradling in her arms, she still was incapable of providing him any sort of relief, with a reduced appetite and fatigue clouding his frame, "I'm starting to get the feeling that nothing I'm doing is going to have any sort of effect."
Alex
Syric glanced to his wife, who held the child closely to her chest as she rocked him slowly. She'd been holding him for hours, and while he didn't quite believe it wasn't helping in some way, he could understand her frustration. "Here," He murmured, pushing himself from his seat and crossing the room to her, his arms outstretched. 

"He needs to sleep, we all do." He murmured, shifting the baby in his arms and picking up where his mother had left off. There was a second of quiet where he worried a scream would erupt, but a soft whine followed followed by smaller, stronger ones. He hadn't slept all day, and Syric only prayed he'd sleep through the night and the household could get some true rest. "Should we try to just put him down and see if he calms?" He suggested.
John
Relinquishing her hold on him was reluctant but if there was one other person she trusted with Sebastian's safety, it was his father. And yes, the efficacy of her methods were highly questionable but the lack of sleep was getting to her and her sanity in smaller increments. Pale digits ran through the scarlet strands, a softer exhale tumbling past parted lips, "He's barely eating and he's slept a couple hours at most over the past few days. Do you think it'll work?"

Rosy buds pursed into a thoughtful line, stretching her limbs a small amount just to get a change of posture from where she'd been stuck for hours, "Try it. I'm all out of ideas and I can't think of anything else."
Alex
The man nodded, and pressed a careful kiss to his wife's forehead before leaving their bedroom. Sebastian's nursery was the next room over, and while the baby normally found himself asleep on one of his parents chests at night, they still kept it done up and ready for the day they stopped worrying. He adjusted the bassinette, and placed the whining child inside. Flat on his back, the whines stopped as the baby boy stretched out his legs. Syr's lips parted a bit in surprise, and within a minute the child was dozing soundly.

Sneaking back into their room, Syric held his hands up in surprise, and gave his wife a small victorious smile. "Well I'll be damned. I think we were making him anxious."
John
The sound of quiet filled her ears in a matter of seconds and the relief was unbelievably beautiful as she sighed in contentment. Who knew all it took was some distance from his frantic parents to calm him down, but the smile on Syric's features inspired a smaller one to life the corners of her lips too, "Well that's unfair because I'm pretty sure he was freaking the two of us out more." She teases gently, wrapping her arms around him to just hold him for a few short seconds. 

"What kind of sorcery have you been hiding from me that allowed you to calm him so easily?"
Alex
He gave a small laugh, lowering his hands to wrap his arms around her when she hugged him. "Well I _am_ the lord of Alsher." He reminded her, and in once swift motion he hooked his arm under her knee and the other on her back to scoop her up. He carried the fire haired woman to their bed, and collapsed upon it with her, not bothering to take off his boots of clothes as he curled around the woman. 

"I'm sorry we had to miss the festival in the Isles. I know you were looking forward to a vacation."
John
"Unfortunately for you, Sebastian doesn't appear to care about any sort of titles, regardless of how powerful they might be." She chuckled, hooking her arm around his neck at the shift of her balance, letting out a small sound as her spine made contact with the softness of the bed. Her fingers maintained a hold on him, clutching tightly as his frame twined into hers.   

"It's okay. I missed you more than anything, and this was the right call. I don't want anything happening to him."