He joined her at the railing, his touch and kiss soothing. It distracted her emotions from running too out of hand and Navia was grateful to Théadan for joining her. He was right they had had an emotional day and taking in everything they had learned would likely take time to fully process. Overall it was wonderful information to process though, save for Osa’s warnings they were not yet clear of trouble. That had worried Navia, but had not scared her. She was confident that after everything she and Théadan had survived together, one more little incident was going to be a breeze for them to handle. So she was happy to simply listen to her lover voice his opinions on whether they were destined, on how their child would be special, knowing she could push aside the warnings that had come out during their evening.<br/><br/>His hand felt so right there, resting on the little bump that housed their growing child. He drew her in more while she looked down to study the way his hand looked sitting there, his arm drawing her in and his lips so sweet on her cheek. Navia smiled as Théadan moved in more and she snuggled closer to him, happy to study his hand on her abdomen while his voice sounded in her ear. It was sweet to hear he had not had those dreams while they slept together, in her mind it was just another sign they were so perfect for each other. She was happy to hear he would tell her if more dreams returned though, and sighed contentedly when he paired it with pressing closer to her. Enjoying it, wanting more of his affections, she adjusted to slide her own arm around his waist while the other allowed her hand to drift up the length of his arm.<br/><br/>Her fingers began down at Théadan’s hand, where it was flat against her belly. They trailed up slowly and she had every intention of letting that hand wander up until it met his neck, where she could take hold and draw Théadan in for a slow, sweet kiss that would allow him to feel all the affection she had while standing there with him. It was a perfect moment, one she wanted to commit to memory…until Théadan spoke again, his teeth closing around the delicate skin at her neck. She didn’t know if the small yelp of alarm came more from the surprise of his words or from the little bite, but Navia definitely knew which to protest. Disbelief filling her, Navia pulled back from Théadan’s hold enough to search his expression and see if he had really said what she’d heard. They’d had such serious discussions much of their morning that for him to suddenly bring up one of the subjects of their many games was nearly shocking. He had done it so seamlessly though; Navia was tempted to tell him she was proud of him.<br/><br/>Such a topic could not be conceded to however, and Navia was quick to recover from her shock. Her expression became aloof and she shook free from Théadan’s hold to feign a glare at him, though she had much more trouble hiding the smirk that fought to form on her dark lips. “How dare you,” she said dramatically, hands going to give him a playful push, “You learn today I am carrying your child and you have the audacity to bring up other women while we’re having a quiet moment together!” Shaking her head, the grin peeking through more and more, Navia gave Théadan another light shove before moving to retreat, starting toward the bed with her chin tipped up and her voice haughty, “And after I did so well to be nice to you all evening. I no longer care to have my reward either! All I would be able to think about is you with all your Iradocian duchesses.” Once she was close enough to the bed, Navia realized it came with ammunition. With a devilish grin, she began slinging the plush decorative pillows at her clever lover. It was childish, but it had been just as much so for him to bring up other women just to get a rise out of her. Well, she’d show him.