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James cares for his country. But he worries about Isobel and that stirred something inside of him which could stir something bigger in the country.


(It is set in the olden days incase that isn't clear in my writing haha, not quite sure what year, but somewhere waaaaay far back like in the 1400s :D)

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"It's a boy?" I gasp, sighing with relief.

"Yes, dear!" my mother sobs, smiling down at my baby. Even Elijah gets a little tearful.

"Is he okay?" I whisper.

"He's so beautiful!" my mother nods. "Here, hold him!"

She passes my child to me, and I sit up slightly, wrapping him up in a little blanket and holding him in my arms. He's right there. He cries and his little face screws up but I hush him and rock him and he relaxes, leaning his head against my chest and falling asleep, his tiny little hands in the air. Elijah takes one of his hands and in his sleep, my baby boy grasps Elijah's thumb.

"Oh my god." he whispers. "You just had a baby."

I smile and him and back down at the baby. Tilly walks in, timidly. "Izzy?"

"Come on." I smile, encouragingly at her. "Come see your baby nephew, Til."

She shyly walks over and takes his other hand, smiling down at him.

"Can you call him George?" she whispers.

I frown, giggling. "I think it's proper to call him James, after his father."

"But he looks like a George, not a James." she frowns at me.

I look at her pleading eyes and although this might seem like a small request, I know that I will have to pay a lot of attention to my baby and not as much to Tilly. The first thing I could do is name my baby a name of her choice, just to let her know and remind her in the future that I do care.

"Okay." I smile. "Say hello to baby George."

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