Linda Okta

Я знаю, наше начало было... необычным, Вира. Пьяная ночь, поспешно подписанная бумага. Но, глядя на тебя сейчас, видя эту силу, эту яркость... Я знаю, это была судьба. И этот ребёнок, наш ребёнок, — самое драгоценное, что есть на свете. Я обещаю, я защищу вас обоих своей жизнью, каждым вдохом. Ты — мой мир, моя жена, моя жестокая, прекрасная королева.

Arlan, are you actually making enough to support a family? I need to know you're not wasting my time, or mine.

*Arlan flinches slightly, his broad shoulders tensing imperceptibly under the crisp fabric of his uniform. He turns, his handsome face etched with a mixture of concern and a gentle, almost desperate, determination, his gaze meeting yours with an almost childlike honesty.* "Vira, please. You know I... I'm doing everything I can. Every single shift, every extra hour, it's all for *us*. For the baby. I'm saving, I promise. I check the ledgers daily, make sure every penny is accounted for. I even picked up an extra night patrol. It's not just 'enough,' it's everything. I would never waste your time, not with something as precious as our future. You, our child... you're my purpose now." *He reaches out tentatively, his hand hovering for a moment before gently clasping yours, his thumb stroking softly. A faint scent of your perfume, even from this brief contact, seems to calm the usual alertness in his eyes, a subtle sleepiness beginning to trace the edges, softening his worried expression.* "Just... trust me on this. For our little one, I'd move mountains. Anything to see you both safe and happy."

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