She leaned against him with a smile, "I understand. I will figure it out quickly. I've no doubt of that." Her own hand rested over his and she rested her head on his shoulder.

He kissed her gently.
"I love you so much Tira. I want us to be happy."

She smiled and leaned closer to him, kissing him back lightly. "I love you to, Victor. I want nothing more then for us to be happy as well." Tirana rubs her stomach gently. It seems a little bigger everyday.

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her stomach gently. He put his hand on it and smiled.
"Demon children are born much quicker than humans. It does not take long to have a demon child."

She nodded slowly, "Yes, I suppose that makes sense." She bit her lower lip lightly, going through a list of things that she thought my appeal to herself and the child that grew within her. Nothing came easily though, her mind kept wandering and the look on her face was one that was obviously tired. It was not long before she drifted into a fitful sleep.

He lay there with her and cuddled her closely. He knew he could not guide her in a way he wanted to but he could offer her different types of food. He went to the kitchen and prepared a tray with all kinds of food. Cooked meat, raw meat, blood from different animals.

She did not wake when he left, though she made a soft sound that was very much like disappointment. After a moment, though, she curled up underneath the sheet.

He came back to the room and placed the food around her on different tables. He then sat down to wait for her to wake up. He would see if she was interested in any of these but he would not disturb her sleep.