AN and Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Persia. I am just borrowing it for a while and having a bit of fun! So enjoy and feedback is always welcomed! I recently went back and added to each of the first three chapters. So make sure that you re-read those when you get a chance.

Chapter One: The light of his eye

There were very few moments in Prince Dastan's life that could compare to this. Even after all that he had been through in the last year or so; he never would have imagined that it would turn out like this.

With the moon rising high in the sky, Dastan paced the balcony of the palace of Alamut. He was gently rocking a tiny bundle back and forth in his arms as he walked.

As he walked, his mind ran back over the last year in his life. The invasion of Alamut. The Dagger of Time. Watching his father and brothers die before his eyes. Loosing Tamina to stop his crazed uncle from unleashing the Sands of Time upon the earth. But in the end, everything was made right.

Destiny was funny about that.

Tamina had told him that it was his destiny to stop Nizam, it always had been. He hadn't of believed it at first – not until he had managed to stop the flow of sand and go several days to just after he had taken the dagger from the solider in Alamut.

Perhaps destiny had planned all along from him and Tamina to be married. Who would ever exactly say? And that made him hesitant to reveal to her about how he knew about the dagger and what it did. After much internal debate, he gave in to his doubts shortly after they were married. At first, Tamina was a bit hurt since he had not revealed it sooner, but after a few days she understood why he had done it and forgave Dastan for keeping the secret from her.

Since then, their relationship and marriage has only grown stronger. And he had also come to the conclusion that he wasn't going to need anyone else but Tamina in his life.

That was until this little one came along.

"You know that the baby princess needs her sleep too," a soft voice said from behind Dastan. The prince turned around with his newborn daughter still in his arms and smiled at his wife.

"I didn't mean to wake you," he said in a whisper as Tamina walked towards him.

"You didn't wake me. I simply came to check on you both. I know that you have done this since she was born last week." Tamina said as she leaned into her husband. With his free arm, Dastan wrapped it around his wife and held her close to him as well. He pressed a kiss into her hair. The small family stood like that for several minutes.

"I just can't believe it," Dastan finally admitted looking down at their daughter, still in his arms. "She's so tiny."

"Oh I have no doubt that she will grow up far too fast."

"Exactly how much Sands of Time is left?"

Tamina smiled. "Don't worry, Dastan. She'll be fine."

"It's not her that I am worried about. It's me. I'm just not sure I have what it takes to be a father. You'll be a fine mother, I have no worry about that."

Tamina only smiled. "But I have faith in you," she said kissing his cheek.

In his arms, the tiny princess moved slightly. Both mother and father smiled at their baby girl.

"Come on," Dastan said "I think Anya is finally asleep."

Tamina nodded and watched her husband softly kiss Anya's forehead before handing the baby princess to her. Dastan watched for a brief second as Tamina carried Anya back into the palace. The scene was one he'd always remember. Tamina was calm and collected as she carried Anya to her cradle, which was currently in their bedchamber. She stopped briefly and kissed Anya's cheek before walking all the way into the palace. This was a perfect moment.

Tamina was right, they would be ok.