He made sure he stayed near the home until the birth, keeping the females content and happy as possible, though he did continue the lessons with Elwyrr and the other interested Fae in hand to hand combat. Once shooed out, he went to a nearby home he had been growing, where he worked on further improving his combat equipment, though his improvements usually were minor, or made no difference at all as he expanded his knowledge of magic. What was most helpful was a book he had found in the Winter Vault, out lining a different way of casting, using key words and phrases to cause the same effects as magic, though the new method had fewer abilities overall, but he could use what it did have to greater effect, adding variables to the casting on the fly to match the situation, without having to stop and concentrate. Even better, at least in his mind, it had no connection to the Queen, and while it did tire him out faster than the other way, it was entirely his own, meaning he still had some method of combating magic if she decided to... 'proactively encourage his retirement' at some point.<br/><br/>Once the day had passed, he waited until mid morning, letting them all finish completely whatever they needed to do, before heading back to the main house to see his 'bundle of joy.'