All bundled up to withstand the harsh winter cold, Everyn seems like the happiest person in the world as we made our way out of the castle. The little bump is barely visible under all the layers of clothes and this makes me a bit more comfortable to walk out in this weather.
Not to mention the fact that having her pregnant and walking out of the castle was a bit of a risk. You make an enemy or two when you are the king of the Realm of Death.
But, with me around, no one would have the guts to do anything out of place.
She steps on the sled and scoots closer to me as soon as I get on as well. For a brief second, I'm confused. Lately, this kind of attention was scarce, especially since the pregnancy was this harsh. As I look down at her, she leans her head against my chest. She's smiling.
