Malenia’s prowess is truly something to behold. His chest swells with pride when he watches his younger daughter train with Godwyn who shows signs of struggle against the girl. Woman.
Radagon sighs a little. She is no girl anymore, she has grown into a fine young woman and while he is delighted that she conquers life despite her shortcomings, she has grown up way too fast.
It’s the same with Miquella; though he still looks younger than he is, his actions and mannerisms aren’t those of his mischievous boy anymore, but of a regal young man who has begun to pursue his own ambitions. His two youngest children surely have become fine people but in a way, it makes his heart bleed a little. They are grown up. All of them, and Radagon is not ready for this reality.
With a fierce cry and a loud crash, Malenia has her older brother stagger and fall to his rear, causing her to cheer and turn to her father to see if he has witnessed her victory. Radagon smiles and waves, then sighs a little again and turns away once Malenia moves to help Godwyn up. He puts his hands behind his back and leaves the training grounds, his eyes fixed on the stone floors as he meanders, his steps slow and deliberate.
Marika has made it clear after the twins were born that she is done. That she has now what she wanted and that she is content with the family as it is. Whenever he brings it before her that he would like to have more children, she listens but ultimately dismisses him. It’s why he doesn’t even bother trying anymore, knowing the answer. Radagon respects her decision, albeit begrudgingly.
But what if…? Radagon stops in his tracks and looks up from the floor. But of course!
The man with the blood-coloured mane turns on his heels and hurries through the castle, knowing exactly where he can find them. Why hasn’t he considered this before? Marika may not give him some more children, but Anon? Surely they can be persuaded. Radagon is sure that he can make them see that now is the perfect time to start a family.
He practically flies with the door into the room. “Anon!” Radagon exclaims and rushes over, disregarding whatever it is they are currently doing and cupping their face in order to make them look at him. “I want a child with you. A whole bunch of children! Let’s make a family, you and I.”