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"Xavier. His name is Xavier Elwin Bordeaux, my darling boy." Clara stood by Lynnie and watched as Xavier laughed and giggled at her and Lynnie. Clara understood why that man loved his son so much. Children were beautifully simplistic creatures. Clara thought to herself quietly as she cooed and fawned over her son over Lynnie's shoulder, she thought she loved this boy already, she would fight for him. No matter what.
"I don't know about his previous family, all I know is he is my son. My boy, my dear one now. If the mother tries to reclaim him . . . I will, well I'll decide what is best then." Clara shifted holding Xavier as he smiled and tugged onto her hair. She turned slowly into her original form, large green eyes, white hair, pink skin, and a serpentine tongue that would flicker out occasionally. The baby looked up at her with his deep brown eyes and looked confused before smiling again and laughing. He cooed and screeched flailing his arms around happily. Clara sighed and rubbed noses with him.
He paused outside the castle and took a while to study the windows, battlements and the entrance.
He himself was - or at least appeared to be - 6'1" tall and of a build that suggested regular trips to the gym and healty eating. The coppery red hair was a light tone in the shadow of the castle. He raised a hand to his face and lowered the sunglasses just a fraction of an inch, allowing the green eyes to look over the thin frames. As he readjusted the sunglasses, something made of hard leather was just visible under the sleeve; a bracer perhaps?
"You know, I can't stop my heart, so I can't really comply with that command. Heart's a muscle, you know. And even if I could, it wouldn't end well. There're consequences to stopping the blood coursing in my veins," he said with a smirk.
Apart from his chuckle, his resumed breathing and his talking, he had not moved at all.
"Uh, seems you have the advantage, good Lady. I, uh, don't have your name present. Sorry," he answered and lowered the hand again. With a cocky grin and eyes rolling to the right, he added, "There's just been so many...".
He inclined his head slightly and met her gaze over the frame of his sunglasses with eyes that changed to brown as a reaction to the ambient light and shade. The cocky grin was still firmly on his face.
"A little help, perhaps, with the name-business?"
There was a glint of teasing in his eyes. The hair had shifted towards the darker end of the coppery red colour.