Miles was looking at Daphne, still feeling a little lightheaded and a bit silly. He was really going to be a father, and he was truly going to experience the whole thing.
Not to belittle his son, but seeing a five year old, and missing out on so much was so very different from being there from this moment. He didn't know why, but he bent over and kissed Daphne, not really sure what words to say. "I'm sure she'll be as beautiful as her mother." She wouldn't be anything else, he thought.
But then as he turned, he saw the look on Liam's face, and hear his words. It made him laugh heartily. When he finally managed to stop, he ran a hand over Liam's head. "Gold... Anthony's only a healer, and he can't do that sort of magic. I'm afraid that you'll just have to get used to protecting a little sister."