#Chapter 241: We Meet Again

Almara’s Pov Arthur wraps his arms around me as I cradle our son. He’s stopped quieting and lays against my chest. I can’t take my eyes off of him. He’s a little red, but mostly dark. His skin is a rich olive color closer to Arthurs than mine, his hair is dark and full. He’s so small. “What should we call him?” Arthur whispers into my ear. “Perfect,” Is all I can manage to say. Arthur gives a throaty laugh and rests his head against mine, casting a loving glance down at his son. “While I do agree that he is, I don’t think that’s a good name.” I don’t seriously want that to be his name, but I don’t know what else to call him. With all that’s been going on, I haven’t had the luxury of such leisurely thoughts. “What about Robert? Robbie for short,” Arthur says and I’m able to peel my eyes off my sun and give Arthur a curious glance. He just shrugs. “He did sacrifice his life for his niece, he was my beta, and” Arthur blows out a puff of air, “my half-brother,” My