Brynjar and Eira sat down at a pub in Mostr. Eira’s stomach growled as they waited for their meal to be done.
“Somebody’s hungry.” Brynjar chuckled.
“I’m sorry.” Eira blushed.
Brynjar leaned over the table and caressed the side of Eira’s face.
“Don’t be.” He told her. “Now you have a parasite taking all of your food.”
Eira chuckled, placing her hand on her stomach.
“How are you feeling, my love. You know with the…?”
Brynjar glanced down and Eira smiled at her husband.
“Brynjar, it’s a baby.” Eira said. “Don’t be embarrassed to say it. And I’ve been feeling good. Throwing up and stuff, but I’ll be fine.”
“I guess that’s good.”
Brynjar didn’t know what else to say about the pregnancy. However, he was excited to
