Everybody was happy to see Brynjar back in action. Dusty and everybody gave him the scoop of what happened while he was away. Eira held the baby in her arms as she ate next to her husband. Leora sat across from Sigurd and Destin, which pissed Alva off, completely. She didn’t like her husband being next to the Wiccan.
“That happened?” Brynjar asked as he stuff a piece of meat into his mouth.
“Yes!” Dusty exclaimed.
Eira glanced at her husband, who was laughing before he took a drink of mead from his cup. When he put the cup down, he glanced at his wife before his eyes traveled down to her breast.
“Brynjar?” Dusty called to the Jarl.
Brynjar snapped his head back to Dusty and Dusty c
