Before you scroll down to the bottom of this page and flame me for all I'm worth because of the OOCness of this pairing, remember that this is fanfiction, first and foremost. It's not as humorous as my pregnant women fics, it's a bit more on thesweet side.

Distracting a Duchess

"Sweet, what are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"Then those rather large stacks of books in your hands are pillows in disguise?"

"You're obsession with pillows is disturbing, Russav."

"On the contrary, love. I merely wish to see my wife resting while she is bearing our son."

"Who said it is going to be a son? What if I want a daughter? There is nothing wrong with wanting a daughter, is there?"

"Well, no—"

"You talked to Vidanric again, didn't you?"

"And if I say yes?"

"You'll be sleeping on the floor tonight."

"Ouch. It is good then that the answer is 'no'?"

"Liar."

"You wouldn't dare contradict the mighty and omniscient Duke of Savona!"

"No. I would dare to contradict my husband."

"A right which I am sure will never be in question."

"Ugh! You're maddening, do you know that? Is everything a joke to you?"

"Oria, why don't you put down those tomes and then I shall answer you?"

"Why? Do I look threatening? I doubt I do. I probably resemble—"

"A pear?"

"Don't compare me to fruit, Russav."

"But you're cheeks turn the most flattering shade of pink whenever I do."

"That's not fair."

"Love never is."

"Maddening, I tell you! Bloody court decoration…"

"Am I allowed to comment on how wonderful the that endearing term of yours sounded coming from your lips?"

"If it's a ploy to get me to stop yelling at you, then no."

"In that case; may I have this dance?"

"But there's no music."

"You're my music, Ria."

"You're still trying to distract me, aren't you?"

"Every chance I get, love."