"He said it!" A blonde grinning head poked around the door frame.
Brynjolf looked up from his book, technically it was his wife's but he was a thief after all. He had never heard Yvonne scream in such a shrill voice before. He was glad that it was a happy one and not mad.
"Said what?" Brynjolf asked.
"Bellan said his first word. He said it!"
Brynjolf was on his feet in seconds, long loping strides carrying him quickly to the crib that stood in the center of the room. "What did he say, what did he say?" His voice vibrated with fatherly excitement. He leaned over to stare at his son, hands grasping for his father's beard.
Yvonne was standing behind her husband, her hand on his back. "Say it for daddy." she said.
The baby stared at Brynjolf for a second and then opened his mouth. "Yol."
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Yvonne sat on Brynjolf's lap, her napkin dabbing healing potion where his eyebrows had been. "I swear, he said Daddy right before." she said petulantly.
Brynjolf narrowed his eyes at her. "Either way, no more teaching our kid Dovah."
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First Words
Date: 2012-08-12 12:36 am (UTC)Brynjolf looked up from his book, technically it was his wife's but he was a thief after all. He had never heard Yvonne scream in such a shrill voice before. He was glad that it was a happy one and not mad.
"Said what?" Brynjolf asked.
"Bellan said his first word. He said it!"
Brynjolf was on his feet in seconds, long loping strides carrying him quickly to the crib that stood in the center of the room. "What did he say, what did he say?" His voice vibrated with fatherly excitement. He leaned over to stare at his son, hands grasping for his father's beard.
Yvonne was standing behind her husband, her hand on his back. "Say it for daddy." she said.
The baby stared at Brynjolf for a second and then opened his mouth. "Yol."
-----
Yvonne sat on Brynjolf's lap, her napkin dabbing healing potion where his eyebrows had been. "I swear, he said Daddy right before." she said petulantly.
Brynjolf narrowed his eyes at her. "Either way, no more teaching our kid Dovah."