Elaine looked up at Sparhawk with a weary smile. "Our child," she said softly. "Sparhawk, after you, though...he will need a front name for this world, as well..."
Maeve shook her head. Elaine must be truly exhausted. "Come, my dear...let me clean him and do the things I need to do for him, and then you may have him back."
Elaine did not wish to let her babe go, not one inch farther from her than he needed to.