[Kim's point of view]
As I ecstatically gazed at the baby in my arms, I realized I had never before realized how blissful motherhood could be. He was my child; the only seed Arthur had left; at least he hadn't abandoned me entirely.
My Killian was the only source of control and illumination I had. His eyes opened to blink at me as I affectionately grinned and reached out to touch his small cheek. I hoped Killian would someday look exactly like his father because at least Arthur had left some of his beautiful features behind, and his eyes were grey like his father's.
"He appears to be a strong one," Ms. Ruth thought beside me, and I agreed by nodding. My Killian was indeed a formidable opponent.
Two months have passed since I gave birth, and during that time I have been at hom
