Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story.

Morzan paced around his study. Occasionally he could hear a distant cry of pain which did little to soothe his nerves.

"What is taking so long?" he demanded of no one in particular. Another scream pierced the air. Morzan growled in frustration and punched the wall. He swore as pain shot threw his hand. Finally a knock came on the door. He ran to it and wrenched it open.

"My Lord…" the nurse never got to finish her sentence as Morzan shot past her and down the hall. He finally stopped at a door and slowly stepped inside. Selena, his lover, was lying on a bed, surrounded by nurse maids. There were tears streaming down her cheeks and she was breathing heavy. Morzan, however wasn't looking at her, he staring transfixed at the bundle in her arms.

"It's a boy." She said softly. He walked over to her and took the bundle from her. He peered down into the face of his son. The boy stared back. Morzan grinned, a twisted grin, down at the boy.

"My son." He said softly. His mind was reeling. This boy would grow up to be a great warrior, a Dragon Rider if Morzan had his way. In his excitement he accidentally started to grip the child a little too hard. The babe let out a scream and started to cry. Morzan jumped in surprise and look down. His son was crying, showing weakness. He scowled in disgust and handed the babe to a nurse. For now he would have to stay with his mother, but as soon as he was old enough, he would begin his training. Morzan started to leave, still planning his son's future when Selena called out,

"Morzan! What shall I name him?" Morzan stopped and considered for a moment.

"Murtagh, name him Murtagh." And with that, he left the room with out a backward glance.