It was on the first year anniversary of Eros' death, that they received the news.. Konstantina was expecting a child. A little girl, they had recently found out.

Konstantina stood in the doorway of her son's old room, which remained untouched. Her eyes gazed around, and slowly she ventured toward the dusty bedside table inside the room, carefully picking up the Ford Anglia toy model Eros had built as a child.

The realization was still bittersweet, and saddened her knowing her daughter would never know the hero that was her brother.

"He would have loved you so, my little Delphinia."