Keelan was in the middle of a dry conversation with some middle class nobles, idle chatter to him about honest to Witches trivial things or maybe it was because Keelan was the cream of the crop and had those things? They wouldn't know either way his face was the mask he needed to wear for them, oh they'd still be jealous of him. Want to be him, and they kissed his ass just to sample the same heir of success.

But he saw her lingering in wait, Keelan excused himself from the boring slow death of the little Lords and approached his wife to be. He was smiling, seemed to be doing more of that lately, and he took her hand as he got within her immediate proximity.

"Hm?" he inquired with a pleasant grunt, not the dry usual discontent grunt, "Of course love...you have all my attention."

Keelans silence was his answer, she was interrupting nothing and he thanked her for saving him. When she placed his hand on her belly and even said the words the Morrigan displayed the new look of surprise, something that managed to make him look younger. The edge of those electric blue eyes dulled to a soft lullying sky after a long sea storm, "Surely you wouldn't jest," a smile broke across his face as he reconfirmed his hand on her stomach, Keelan knew she wasn't lying he'd noticed how she hadn't drank and he had clearly assumed the sicknesses were travel related but this, "We're going to be parents, oh Rhedara, love...I'm so happy...," and he kissed her.

"I am very excited," Keelan admitted once again, they had an heir, "They will be our heir and we will give them the keys to the power of the Morrigan name," Keelan stroked Rhedara's cheek, "I knee you were the one the day you came to my office for a job and I knew that buffoon was only going to waste your life away," and he meant it that's why the fool did what he did..because Keelan fucking Morrigan made that happen. He told the fool what to do and he did it, and Keelan was right there to woo and sweep Rhedara right off her feet, "You mean more to me than you'll ever know..partner," he said teasingly, she much more than a partner.

Keelan would be sure to track Raff down when they got back to Nevermere, he'd send the man an invitation the day after their actual marriage with a coin to add insult to an already grievous injury of pride. Remind the man what he was.

She was perfect and the haunting Morrigan was going to remind not just Raff but the overzealous military and her daunting family that she was perfect.

"Bulger is going to be head over heels about this, I wonder if we should write and send a bird?" Keelan smiled, "He might plan the entire thing while we're away."

"Bulger is simple and I've known him for years so he knows as long as the boss is happy life goes smoothly," Keelan replied staring into Rhedara's eyes, "I will tell him of the proposal and pir intetions of marriage, but for the baby I think for now we get through the tour, get married, and then tell everyone," his hand touched her tummy gently, "And don't think I'm ashamed of this either...but expectations for us will be higher and I want to protect you from any blowback of gossip," he kissed her cheek, "But if you begin showing signs before, we'll cross the bridge together."

Keelan smiled, "Try not to worry love, if anyone questions or hassles you send them to me," despite smile on his face Keelan was very serious and the truth rested in the electric buzz of his blue eyes, "I'll see them sorted and your honor protected," and that was an oath. Rhedara was going to be loved and protected furiously, she was going to be a Morrigan and that meant far more than either could fathom.