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A knight was to never shirk his duties, and certainly a man of Haurchefant’s dedication would ever think to do such a thing.
Especially after managing to survive the encounter with the disgraced Thordan and his Heavens’ Ward at The Vault.
While he managed to have breath in his lungs and maintain a glimmer to his aether afterwards, he was still deemed to be in some delicate state that many believed he would be better off staying in Ishgard. It took much urging, but one sweet pleading look from the eyes of his beloved had him yield. While Camp Dragonhead was to be managed by his second, third and fourth in command of the Fortemps Knights, he was dignified with the honor of overseeing key points of progression with the ongoing Ishgard Restoration project.
And yet, with his shoulders suddenly at ease and his features quickly softening with adoration, he could not refrain from allowing his eyes to trail away from the current progress on the construction of future housing residence at The Firmament to instead gaze on the blessed sight just yalms away from where he stood.
The eikon slayer, the champion of Eorzea, the Warrior of Light.
His.
Surrounded by a group of local children who had come to deliver food to their working parents, you were all smiles to answer the excitable youths as they queried tales of your adventures.
There were many questions, some preciously outlandish with tiny chimed voices stumbling over words, others cheerfully blunt, all earnest nonetheless.
A young boy who looked to be from The Brumes asked what it was like to climb up to The Churning Mists.
With your lips quirking into a grin, you began, “Well, first we climbed all the way up to Sohm Al and then…” Your arms stretched forward with beckoning hands towards the youth, who eagerly jumped into your grasp right before you proceeded to lift him up high. “A beam of light took us right up to the sky!”
The boy giggled with excitement as he imagined being transported to the dravanian haven, all while the other children clamored around you with precious pleas to be lifted up by you next.
A delighted chuckle pushed past Haurchefant’s lips.
He was well aware of your charming effect on people.
He did propose to you for this reason among countless others.
However, this may have been the first time he had come to see just how well you were with children.
It was without a doubt in this mind that you would make for a wonderful parent one day.
And given that Haurchefant was firm in his commitment to take your hand into his for marriage, the idea of starting a family together with you elated him immensely.
By the Fury, not to mention, the thought of your belly swelling and becoming full and round with his child—
His shoulders suddenly stiffened.
His aquamarine eyes grew wide.
Haurchefant suddenly took in a sharp breath.
Something within him had stirred.