Alana has Twins

Alana is in labor and her Ladies-in-Waiting are seeing to her with the midwife. You don't join her as it might arouse suspicion for the paternity of the child. It may have been nothing but you aren't going to risk it. Alana would have to go through the struggle of birthing her first child without him. You can't even be just outside of her tent. You try to hide your racking nerves though as you wonder if the baby and the mother would be allright. Women die in childbirth and children can be stillborn.

But you soon spot one of Alana's Lady-in-Waiting. You ask her, "Is your Lady allright and is her baby fine too?"

With tired eyes, the Lady-in-Waiting says to you, "My Lady is fine and she has birthed twins a boy and a girl." You try to hold back the ear to ear grin your lips would have formed. As you head for Alana's tent to see her and the newborns, you suddenly remember that Jacqueline must have likely given birth as well. You hope she has a healthy birth as well. You smirk. Your brood grows.

You enter Alana's tent. There she lays looking disheveled and exhausted from the birth. In her arms are two tiny bundles. Alana wordlessly orders her remaining Ladies to leave. "I suppose some thanks are in order."

"What do you mean?" You ask her with genuine inquiry.

Alana however rolls her eyes and speaks to her children, "Pardon your father. Sometimes he has more seed than brain." You frown before rolling your eyes. "I named them Marcos and Felicia."

"They are good names." You tell her while you gaze happily at your newborn children. Alana then offers, "Would you like to hold one of them?" You take the boy into your arms. Both babies seem to have inherited their mother's looks, you notice.

Two days later you head for Ostgrenze.