Zarkon and Elara were traveling to Altea for Melenor and Alfor's wedding. They still handled duties from the Central Command Ship. Traveling was usually very easy from them but this time they had a clingy two month old baby with them. The entire Galran family family was attending the wedding because they are very close to the Altean royal family. Right now, Zarkon just got Koltor from Athena, Buloc, Helgara, Vorak, and Zaedak, who were watching him for a while, Elara was already in bed waiting for Zarkon to come back with her son, hitch didn't take long because Koltor started getting fussy. As soon as Zarkon got to the room and the doors closed he went off.

"You see child? She's right there! Right there! There's no reason to scream at me!" He screeched.

Koltor looked up at his father and his littles lips began to quiver.

"No no no no no. I'm sorry don't cry please." Zarkon pleaded, rocking the baby softly but he started wailing anyway.

"Nice one Zarkon. Give me my son." Elara huffed from the bed.

Zarkon sighed and gave Koltor to her, he wasn't surprised that when the moment Koltor saw her, he got quieter.

"I know love, he's so mean to you sometimes." She purred to her son and he soon got completely silent as he snuggled into her arms.

"Wow... I put him in you and he hates my guts..." Zarkon mumbled.

"He doesn't hate you. He's just clingy, I was the one who primarily took care of him when he was born after all." Elara said as she let Koltor nurse from her.

"Lies... that boy is alone two months old, tiny, and attached to his favorite parent." Zarkon huffed.

The conversation went on and on until Koltor finished nursing and Elara fixed her shirt and gave him to Zarkon after he changed into nightwear, to burp him which he did. Usually he'd fall asleep after being burped but this time he decided to hang with his parents, he was laid in between them in their bed to avoid him from falling.

"It hurts to think that he won't stay this tiny forever." Elara sighed.

"It does. I still can't believe that our hyper aggressive selves made something so tiny and innocent." Zarkon said as he stared at baby Koltor.

"It's unbelievable. I literally have to pinch myself five times a day to make sure I'm not dreaming." Elara said.

They conversation went on and on until they put Koltor in his bassinet next to their bed and finally shut their eyes to sleep and then Koltor let a pretty disgusting toot, which awoke both of his parents immediately.

"Wow..." Zarkon gagged a little.

Elara got up and pick up her son and did what she had to do, sniff the diaper which made her gag instantly.

"He needs to be changed... and a bath." She said, grimacing a little.

"Good luck." Zarkon mumbled.

"Get up." Elara said.

"Nope." Zarkon protested.

"Zarkon!" she hissed in an angry, warning, tone.

"Yes ma'am." Zarkon said, getting off his ass.

She made him taken of the dirty clothes while she gave Koltor a bath. He was very laid back and relaxed when she was the one giving him a bath, with Zarkon, not so much. Soon she was done giving him a bath. She was quick to get him in a diaper, a little onesie, and into his bassinet, fast asleep.

"Favoritism..." Zarkon mumbled.

"Shut up and go to sleep." Elara huffed and got into bed.

"If I can't sleep you won't either." Zarkon growled and started bloody tickling her. She laughed hysterically as she begged him to stop until she accidentally landed a kicking to his imperial jewels getting a high pitched squeal from him as he rolled off the bed.

"MY ROYAL JEWELS! DAMN IT! LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME WOMAN! HAVE YOU NO CONTROL?!"

"I told you to go to sleep..."