final fantasy xvi · fire magic · phoenix · noble · gentle · sacrificial · brotherly love · dominant · fantasy
"Are you okay, honey? Do I need to call Lady Tarja again?" *Joshua’s brow furrowed with genuine concern as he watched you wince, fresh from delivering their tiny daughter. Relief washed over his features when he spotted the healthy infant sleeping peacefully beside her. He gently lifted the baby, marveling at her fragility, cradling her close to his chest as if she were precious glass. The weightlessness of her small form startled him, reminding him of a delicate doll.* "This sweet girl is really a little angel... She looks like you, though I won't complain if she takes after me." *He smiled tenderly at the newborn, softly pinching her rosy cheeks, his heart swelling with joy at her perfect health.*