Brynjar and Eira enjoyed the beautiful night in Eyrarfell. Magical lights around the whole street and a warm breeze that brushed across both of their faces and their bare skin.
"Brynjar?" Eira called her husband's name.
Brynjar glanced at his wife before they stopped by a place where they could be alone. Brynjar grabbed Eira's hand and led her to the ledge that separated the water from the town. Once she was comfortable, Brynjar held her by her waist to keep her from falling backwards. Eira glanced up at her husband and his eyes met hers.
"Do you want kids?" He asked her.
"Do you?" She asked him. "After tonight, I'm a little scared, but…. I would still want one with you."
Brynjar sighed and looked around the area.
