The young queen was delighted when Aegir found her, grinning. “Hello, my dear,” came his voice that she had come to love so much. “I know you summoned me here, but I’ve been dwelling on something for quite some time and needed your input.” “Ask away,” Marella breathed, smiling at him. Aegir continued on. “I was wondering if you’ve ever thought of us having children? I’ve always wanted them, and now I have you as a mate, so ultimately it’s up to you.”
Marella huffed a laugh. “Taking words right out of my mouth,” she teased him. “That was what I was going to ask. It’s about time we have children.” She couldn’t keep her smile from widening. “I confess, I’ve never been one for pups - but the thought of Ranjord being filled with little clones of you and me excites me.” She moved closer to Aegir, making to lay her head on his shoulder - if he’d allow her to. She couldn’t quite believe they were finally deciding this, to create a family.

“I’ll pull you in like the waves of the sea . . .”