Blacktail Deer Plateau Command me to be well

Oops. Once again his choice of words had put him on the spot. His skin grew hot as she spoke - believing that he was requesting for her to give him children personally. How could he even possibly request such a thing, to burden another with his desires. Rosencrantz like to think he wasn't the selfish type to impose on others in such a way.

It was her reply that drew his gaze, slow, relunctant, but he had to focus on the woman to be certain of her tone. This was no light conversation topic, nothing that could be easily brushed off or half thought in a distracted mindset. This was her body in question, and she questioned her ability to carry - and so, hers and the puppies lives as well. 

He searched her eye for the truth, studied her expression carefully - and with a tone reserved those he held with utmost respect I would be honored. Though the questions remain if he would be an outsider to his own children's lives, he truly believed it to be honourable if chosen in the end.

Is it? With a raised brow he teased in tone, surely Rosalyn didn't put her faith in just about anyone that easily.