Birdie's POV:
I clutched to a tree trunk. My lungs burned from the exertion I had placed on them. I kept running, past the castle grounds and deep into the forest. I hadn't been here before, but I recalled the mines were somewhere here.
My chest heaved and ached as I struggled to catch my breath. Hot tears burned the corners of my eyes and I bit my lower lip as hard as I could.
Odin. I couldn't shake off the sight of him.
He looked so...well. Unbothered, while I was here fighting for my life. And our child.
"Oh goddess," I cried softly. My knees gave way and I collapsed to the ground, my fingers digging into the tre bark.
Our baby.
Those two words sound so cursed. My stomach twisted in disgust.
Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that I would be pregnant for the man who rui
