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speak, but nothing but a harsh croaking sound came out. Then he dropped his head for a second and took a deep breath. When he lifted his head again, his eyes were suspiciously shiny, but Alexios was betting nobody in the room was going to tease him about it, since Justice was far from the only one in that condition.
     
    Alexios kind of suspected his own eyes were a little shiny, too.
     
    “We, both the Nereid and Atlantean halves of our soul, are honored to call this child nephew. We will serve and protect him with our very lives, from now until eternity,”
    Justice vowed.
     
    Alexios realized from the pronoun “we” that the melding of the two halves of Justice‟s heritage had taken an interesting turn. But if Alaric, who leaned against a wall silently watching everything, wasn‟t worried, it wasn‟t for Alexios to concern himself with.
     
    “In the name of the prince and heir to the Atlantean throne, we accept that promise,”
    Conlan said. The words were formal but the warmth in his eyes was not. Conlan and Atlantis Unmasked - Warriors of Poseidon 04
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    Ven had fully accepted Justice into their family as their half brother, and all of them were the better for it.
     
    Riley smiled, and although she looked very tired, she was glowing as though lit from within by a thousand Atlantean sea stars. “Oh, don‟t get all stuffy and formal, boys. His name,” she said, suddenly holding the bundle out toward Justice, “is Aidan. Let‟s not hang all that prince-and-heir stuff on him just yet when he doesn‟t even weigh ten pounds. And Aidan wants his uncle Justice to hold him.”
     
    Justice looked stunned. “Us? You trust us—me—with your son?”
     
    Keely knelt down next to Justice. “Of course she does. Why wouldn‟t she?”
     
    “Take your nephew, Justice,” Conlan said. “On this day, of all days, my wife gets whatever her heart desires.”
     
    Riley smiled at Conlan with such perfect understanding and love that Alexios felt like an intruder on an intimate moment, though the chamber was filled with people.
     
    Slowly and hesitantly, Justice reached for the infant. An expression of complete and utter awe swept over his features as he gently lifted the baby into his arms.
     
    “Support his head, honey,” Keely prompted. “Babies can‟t hold up their own heads for a while.”
     
    “He does have an enormous head,” Brennan observed, looking bemused. “Perhaps his neck is simply undersized for such a weight?”
     
    Riley, Keely, Erin, and Marie all burst out laughing.
     
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    “Brennan, are you calling my baby a bobblehead?” Riley demanded, when she could catch her breath.
     
    “The proportions do seem a little off,” Alexios said, stepping closer and winking at Conlan and Riley. He flashed a grin at Erin. “He must take after his mutant uncle Ven.”
     
    Ven growled at him, but Erin just shook her head, smiling.
     
    “Don‟t even go there, pretty boy,” Ven said. “At least he doesn‟t have all that girly golden hair like you do.”
     
    “He is quite shockingly bald,” Justice said, brow furrowed. “Is that a problem? Is there some—”
     
    The women started laughing again, cutting off whatever Justice had been about to say.
    “Most babies are born bald or with only a little fuzz. His hair will start growing soon enough,” Marie said.
     
    “Not all babies,” Keely said, catching the end of Justice‟s long blue braid in her hand.
    “Some have a lovely crop of bright blue hair.”
     
    “Well, Aidan will have beautiful black hair like his father,” Riley said, leaning back against Conlan.
     
    “Or beautiful sunset-gold hair like his mother,” Conlan replied.
     
    “I know you‟re my prince and all, but if you‟re going to start reciting poetry about her eyes, I‟m out of here,” Alexios said, pulling an exaggerated grimace. “There‟s only so much a self-respecting warrior can

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