Brynjar joined the others on the rooftop, but he stayed to himself, on the other side. He watched the waves crash against the behind hard before it went back to its normal spot. Brynjar hated that him and Eira weren’t seeing eye to eye. He loved his wife, but at that moment, he could not forgive her.
“You’re back not even for a whole hour and you’re not even happy.” Ceidra said, approaching her child. “What’s wrong, my child?”
“It’s nothing.” Brynjar said. “I’m sorry if I’m worrying you.”
“You are worrying me. You’re not with the love of your life, right now. Instead, I find my gorgeous son, upset and away from others.”
Brynjar sighed before he turned and faced his mother.
“Mom, what happened between Eira and Hildun?” Brynjar asked his mother, hoping she
