I do not own any of the characters, they belong to the amazing Tamora Pierce. *sigh*

Tortalls most powerful mage stormed out of his tent, a note of summons crushed in his large hand. He stamped his way through the camp to the commanders tent. Pulling open the door-flap, his attention caught on to the object of his love, and now his anger; Veralidaine Sarrasri. The commander, a tall, balding man, nodded when Numair entered, and left the tent, leaving the couple alone together. Daine swallowed, but held the black-robe's gaze until with a sigh, he relaxed and crouched down in front of her chair. He wrapped an arm around her waist, and pressed his face into her stomach.
"I'm sorry," She whispered, stroking his hair, "I didn't know how to tell you."
He sighed again, stroking her back, then reaching up and pulling her into his lap. She curled up against his chest happily.
"Are you angry with me still?"
He shook his head. "No, of course not. Love, I can never stay angry at you."
"Even though I didn't tell you?"
"Even though you didn't tell me." He smiled and shook his head. "Bit of a shock, though."
"I know."
"Are you certain?"
"Completely. Alanna had someone look me over, and I've been stuck in the swoop since then. This was the first chance I got to escape! Nice as the Coopers are, I needed fresh air. And to find you."
He kissed the top of her head. "How long?"
"A month and a bit. About five weeks? Something like that." she shrugged, then frowned. "Numair? You ok?" She turned her head to look at him, and saw the expression of joy and shock on his face. Of course! He'd wanted this. "Numair?… oh!" She gasped as he turned suddenly and kissed her sweetly. She melted into his arms willingly, bearing him backwards onto the floor, stroking his face and hair gently.
"Love you magelet. More than ever. Both of you." Numair reached up to touch her abdomen. Tears filled Daine's eyes. He was happy, truly happy! And she'd thought he'd be angry! They returned to kissing eachother until Numair decided that this was becoming inappropriate for someone elses tent, and they went back to his. Later, when they had finished loving eachother and were lying on Numair's cot, he remembered something.
"Gods Daine! I'm a father! You're having my child!" He yelped. She rolled her eyes.
"I thought we'd gathered that by now."
"Yes, but, but Daine!"
"NOW, will you marry me?"
"Yes, yes you silly man! Odds bobs Numair! I was asleep!"
He shrugged and kissed her again. "All I wanted to know. G'night Daine. G'night, baby. My baby…" He fell asleep mumbling about his child, and Daine smiled, and closed her own eyes.

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