He ran back as fast as he could back to the base tent, only to find his wife with a pink little baby boy bundled in her arms. Sweat coated her forehead and she craddled the baby in her loving embrace.
Adan stopped, shocked and frozen stiff at the entrance of the tent. His eyes were wide in disbelief. He left his wife pregnant and went to war, and once back he finds her with their son already born. Emotion washed over him like a tidal wave and he couldn't help but shed tears as he looked at them. His family.
"What a great reward!" Adan said while slowly walking over to them. The witches walked out of the tent and left them alone.
"isn't he cute?" Aria asked her husband with a wide smile looking at her newborn baby's face.
"he is" Adand replied emotional. So cute and small, he thought.
