Yannika couldn't help but chuckle at his ignorance. It was both adorable and frustrating. She sniffled once and then ran her fingers through the hair at his temples. She looked up adoringly at him, "Oh my sweet dove." she whispered.
She didn't know how to broach the next part, she had hoped that he would have been able to put two and two together, but she supposed she would have to spell it out for him. "I say to you that I am yours, because... Oh Carius" she used his name now intentionally not his title, "You need the truth, you deserve the truth. I have always feared the truth would hurt you, and have wondered for years how you might discover it. I have never wanted to hurt you, it is the last thing I want. My child Carius... you are mine."
Her breath caught in her throat and she stifled a sob.
"You Carius are mine."