Talia had dozed off by the warm fire, only waking when Sya had come back from the village. That night he starts the tradition of rubbing her stomach and back before going to sleep. This helped with the back aches that decided to plague her sometimes. A smile crosses her features when ever he talks to the little being growing within her. She feels his slight dissapoint that she isn't carrying dragons, but he is still happy that according to the midwife her pregnancy is progressing well. Even though morning sickness lasts all day, as well as the fact that she is frequently tired, not to mention effected by hormones.<br/><br/>After another round of sickness, Talia joins Sya on the thrown, her dress still able to hide the soft roundness of her belly.  On Tabitha's advice, she had taken to eating small amounts of meet, all the better to replace the nutrients that the developing child is taking from her. As per elven tradition, she also swears of fermented drinks. A quick kiss on the cheek serves as his greeting.