Brynjar, slowly, got off his wife and glanced down at her stomach. Eira sat up and waited for her husband to say something. "Brynjar, say something." She said. "You're making me nervous." Brynjar got off the bed and pulled his pants up. His eyes moved up to his wife's. Eira got off as well and walked over to Brynjar. "You're not happy?" Eira asked, getting worried. Brynjar turned to her and wrapped his arms around her. He was happy; he just didn't expect it to happen so damn soon. It made him want to deal with Frejadir as quickly as he could. "You're pregnant?" He asked. "Yes, my love." "How do you know?" "Ana confirmed it. I'm not the only one who's goin