Neverwinter Forest lxxiv. we'll go swim our cares away

Lótë couldn't help the way her features absolutely lit up upon seeing Wilwarin's reaction, nor the tears that remained trapped at the precipice of her lashes. The latter she would have liked to blame on the emotions still swelling and crashing like waves through her body but even she couldn't deny the enormity of the moment. 

"Aya," she agreed softly, "he's little for now. Soon, too soon, he will be as big as you are." Lótë turned her gleaming peridots for a moment upon the tiny boy, both wishing she could hold this one second of her existence forever and simultaneously looking forward to who her son would grow to be.