She kept her hands fixed between his dark mane, fingers tracing soothing lines over his scalp. and she hummed softly.
“I thought, perhaps if it is a boy, we should name him Martyn for your father, or Rodrick for your uncle. As for a girl, I am not certain I can think of any I can settle on.”
“What about after one of your brothers?” He asked noticing how she had left them out of the equation. “Wylla, after Wylla the warrior maiden? Nymeria?” He asked unsure himself about what kind of name to give their child if it were a daughter. There were so many options and to choose one for the babe seemed impossible. Jory sat back, sighing heavily. “How did Eddard and Cat name all of their children.” he laughed shaking his head slightly.