Gwenn carried both babies inside and sat down on the padded bench, then bent to retrieve Jakob from his basket. The boys were both growing larger by the day. They ate solid food as well as taking breast milk now. Gwenn stroked Jakob’s reddish blond hair as he rooted for her n****e, thinking sadly how proud Gunnar would have been of his strong grip and the two little white teeth that were just poking through his gums. Both boys already had his bright blue eyes and cleft chin. Gwenn sighed deeply. How could her sons grow up to be brave and bold men of the North without knowing their father? She reached up to brush a tear away, and then felt a hand on her shoulder. Dawa stood next to her, though she hadn’t heard him come in.
“Oh, Dawa, I wish I knew what to do. Kadya says I should just forge
