Navia still had suggestions for Théadan even as he put quill to paper, suggesting he mention how much of a liar he was. He scoffed at the remark, feeling it did not fit him at all well, but the idea the child could end up with both of their stubbornness, and willful natures briefly made him go bug eyed at the thought of just how adventurous that child would be. They would likely get themselves into all sorts of trouble given half a chance. He had written a first paragraph however, before Navia was speaking again, continuing to add her voice to the mix, seemingly wanting some sort of involvement into the first entry of their child. All her tips however seemed to be little attempts at needling him, as she pointed out how he had thought she had been trying to trick him when she had first told him.<br/><br/>A small kiss was pressed to his cheek to make light of it however, though if Navia was intent on making all these little jibes while wrote, he wasn't going to let them pass him completely by. "Who's writing this, hmm? You or me?" Théadan asked with amusement. But Navia was already settling down, snuggling closer to him and letting out a deep sigh as she made herself more comfortable. He could hear she was tired after their day travelling and so made no motion to disturb her any further, instead quietly saying, "Sure." As she asked for him to read the entry back to her when he was done writing. Théadan dipped the quill back in the ink to continue where he had left off before Navia had tried to add her own particular interpretation to his entry.<br/><br/><i>Yes I was stunned, and must have looked utterly gormless as I stood there in disbelief, but in my defence this woman I love, does so love to play games and tricks. My future child, should you ever read this, I'm sure you will understand just how much your mother loves to tease, so can it really be any wonder that when she first told me, I did not believe her? Not in the slightest in fact. I thought it was another one of her games, but done in poor taste. We had such a wonderful day leading up to that point too. Navia had been teaching me how to swim at the beach near Ghatni, we had gone to the waterfall and expressed our love for each other there, and then from out of the blue she suddenly told me she was carrying a child. Confusion doesn't quite do justice to how I felt. I simply had no idea how to respond, even as she insisted what she was saying was true.<br/>
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There was a small argument to be had, my reaction was not what Navia had anticipated, when the moment she had realised a child grew within her, it was the most wondrous moment of her life I'm sure. My thoughts once she finally convinced me of the truth turned towards all my fears for what could happen, rather than the joy at simply knowing we would have a child. They do linger there at the back of my mind, and I do worry about this unknowable future of our child, but myself and Navia have overcome much together to get this far. If our child shares our qualities, I'm sure all my worrying will prove to be needless.<br/>
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Once I was passed the fears, and the shock, I had nothing but delight for this life we shall bring into this world together. Boy or girl, it doesn't matter. You child, are the embodiment of our love, and have been carried through our toughest trials, from my homelands in the north, to Navia's in the south. You have endured this journey with us, so I know great strength lies within you. We even spoke with Osa the Kavi as Navia's knows her, the witch as my people would refer to her. She had much to say about us and you, most of it was good, but she also had some warnings for us. I'm sure there will be trials ahead for us all, and we'll have to keep a careful eye out for them, but until they arrive, I think we shall make the most of this happy time.<br/>
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At present we have not yet shared this news with anyone, for we are still travelling to Mandira, the journey to which has been lengthened by some questionable navigation on Navia's part. I guided us for a month of journeying through Mes'Mo'Tan without us ever becoming lost. Four days in Khlurios, only two of which have been on the road, and along paths familiar to her, yet she already has us taking wrong turns, and pitching up camp in the middle of the jungle. Child, once you are old enough, I believe it shall be me that teaches you how to read a map, for I fear if your mother does you'll end up in the deserts of Irados.<br/>
</i><br/>Quietly Théadan set down the quill and closed up the inkwell before breathing on the page to help the ink dry. A moment later, with Navia still resting against him, he began to softly read back everything he had written for her to hear.