The Bastard Wolf
He still had his war leathers on from council.
"What happened? Who—" His eyes found me on the bed, pale, and his face went terrible. "Who hurt my daughter?”
"Nothing hurt her, my love," Mother said, and her voice was shaking with a laugh and tears at once. She ran to him, grabbed his huge hands. "Daemon, she is with child. Dorina is with child!"
For a second, my father, who has never bowed to anyone, who made armies kneel with a look, just stood there with his mouth open.