"Shouldn't you name her?"
"She's your daughter."
Nameless Death was caught off by that statement.
"She's… not. You're the one who gave birth to her." For some reason he felt awkward saying that, even though that was technically correct.
"I gave birth to her because of you," she said, laughing softly. "Don't look at me like that. I wouldn't have gone through with the Spell-Birth if it weren't for your request, Prince."
He looked down at the child again.
The infant's breathing was steady, tiny fingers occasionally curling in the air.
Leonora crossed her arms, watching him.
"Besides, someone as powerful as you giving her a name, it will be auspicious for her."
He was silent for a moment longer. Then he murmured, "Vivi Hargraves."
Leonora blinked. "Huh?"
He looked at her. "That's the name. Vivi Hargraves."
"You're giving her your name?" Her eyebrows rose. "Are you sure?"
He nodded.
