Sitting there in silence with her was rewarding enough for him as he would breathe in her perfume. Enjoying the thought of being alive and being able to spend this time with her. Drakon wouldn't make the same mistakes again even if some thought he was due to his alliance with Gwyn. However, his ears would twitch as he glanced down to Hecuba then and would listen to her words as she spoke. Their daughters had turned out to be much worse than either had realized and Drakon knew why too. "We won't make the same mistakes we did last time." He would admit, knowing that it had been a mistake to send them off like that.

Hecuba exhaled a humorless laugh at his comment. Yeah. "Third time's a charm?" She offered up without enthusiasm, knowing it would be his third but her second. Maybe they'd need another litter before both of them successfully became parents. "We certainly won't be making the same mistakes. These bitches aren't going anywhere." Ever. She was going to tether one to each of her legs until they were five years old, damnit.

He chuckled at her slight tease. Drakon hadn't been very successful with his oldest or their own litter but maybe this time it would work out. Maybe? Would Ram and his oldest still hate him for having more children? But how could he explain that to them then. Oh well. "You would be correct." He would chuckle at her second words. No they wouldn't be going anywhere but once they were old enough then he couldn't stop them now could they? They would have to just wait and see.

There were a million things going through her head. Naturally there was every chance she wasn't pregnant at all, but the suspicion was too strong to ignore. She groaned as she turned to drape her head and neck across his forelegs, taking up residency beneath his chin. "I.. I'm kind of excited," she finally admitted. Hecuba didn't want to jinx anything, but she was looking forward to watching her babies grow. She couldn't wait to see them open their eyes and, more importantly, she couldn't wait until they loved her. And him.

He looked down at her when she laid her chin on his paws and Drakon smiled down on her. It was a pleasing sight really. Where he was once cold and distant, he was now a bit more open. Granted dying was part of that change and perhaps it was a good change. "What are you hoping for?" He just wanted healthy children. But it seemed that he was always producing girls. With Gala he was lucky with Ram he guessed.

What was she hoping for? Well, uh. Was for them to not hate her a bad response? Hecuba shifted her weight, mulling it over. "Boys, preferably, or a mix would be nice. I think the issue with the girls is that they're too much like me, so we butt heads." Hecuba saw so much of the same venom in the eyes of her daughters as she saw in herself, but she hoped they were doing well regardless. Probably standing on a mountain of dead bodies by now.

"I'm also hoping to not get sick, and since you're here I'm going to use you as a pillow and I'm going to sleep. And you can't do anything about it, so nyeh," she said, poking her tongue out at him before using it to kiss his cheek. Hecuba settled against him, sighing as she slipped off to sleep.

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Boys. He chuckled at the thought. Maybe then Ram would be more willing to give his other siblings a chance. But who knew right? What would Drakon even say? How would he tell his son? Ears twitched as he nudges his wife but listening to her ramble able using him as a pillow and he was just fine with that as he chuclked at her then. He watched her drift to sleep before he did so himself.

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