"Her name is Nyx."
Oberon's heart literally stopped beating for a minute, he blinked his eyes, trying to recover from that shock.
"Nyx?"
He nodded, "Yes, her name is Nyx."
Oberon squinted his eyes, "Wait.. Nyx.. and you are her son.. and.." his heart raced faster.
"If she was pregnant, and you are her son.. that means.. I am your father?"
He choked on his rice, coughing hard. Oberon quickly got him a cup of water to drink.
"Take it easy," he patted his back.
He slowly drank the water, and then sighed, after a long pause, he spoke up.
"You are my father?"
Oberon was also surprised but he was certain, "Nyx is your mother, right?"
He nodded, "Yes."
"Could you give a description?"
He described Nyx, exactly the description that fitted Oberon's imagination.
"It is really her," he gasped.
