Vengeance Hammer (Viking Vengeance) (29 page)

Her voice had taken on the qualities of Heimdallr, and it took but one verse of a song to sooth their son, no matter how hungry or wet he was. Varin’s howl of outrage shook the roof timbers on a regular basis and it appeared his son had inherited some of his mother’s half-immortal powers. Dráddør grinned. He could not wait to begin training his son. Varin would be a warrior beyond compare.

Evie and Hjørdis bounded off the bench and skipped over to stand below him.

“Liam says Ali H’malik’s ship is in Myrtle Harbor. May we go inspect his cargo on the morn?” Hjørdis beamed a huge smile. “I have told Evie all about the treasures he sells.”

“Ali will bring his wares here to Lathairn, bright star—”

“Dráddør, we are to practice our court manners when we are in the great hall. How else am I to learn? You must address me by my given name.” Hjørdis stuck her hands on her hips and shot him a glare.

“There is naught wrong with your brother calling you bjartr stjarna, Hjørdis. You are indeed our bright star. Think on it—ladies of the court are known by a special phrase. Methinks bright star would be a dazzling term for the great beauty all are cert to label you.” Xára jiggled a swaddled Varin in her arms as she stepped onto the dais.

Dráddør helped his wife and son to settle. “’Tis hard to believe that Varin nigh deafened us with his hungry bellow not moments ago. He coos and snuggles like a tamed falcon.”

Evie hopped onto the platform and quickly made her way to Xára’s side. “May I play with him and then rock him to sleep?”

“Aye. Go to sit with Ulna so she can take him to his cradle when he falls asleep.” Xára carefully transferred her sleeping son to Evie. “Hjørdis, you can take a turn with Evie.”

“My thanks, Xára. Come Evie, make haste so I can tickle him before he snores.”

Frowning, Dráddør held his tongue until the two girls were out of hearing distance. “Is aught amiss? ’Tis not like you to let our son out of sight or touch.”

The hot pink he loved dusted her cheeks and his hopeful pecker twitched. There had been many, many, many long nights of finding his pleasure by his own hand during the last two moons.

She peeked at him. “Ulna will care for Varin this eve.”

He stiffened. “The whole eve?”

“Aye husband. ’Tis time we renew our bedsport.”

Dráddør could not wait for the meal to end. He ate, but knew not what. Fed Xára, but saw only her glistening ruby lips. Gave her mead and then tasted from the same spot. Pictured her pink nipples and wondered if he dared taste her milk. Would it hurt? For she winced when Varin latched onto the fat buds.

A commotion at the bottom of the stairs drew his attention and he glimpsed his nephew, Jorunn, now a lad of three winters and growing faster than spring weeds, racing to the high table.

Brökk, Skatha, Jorunn and their new daughter, Kadlin, had arrived two days ago with Konáll, Nyssa, and their firstborn son, Thorfin.

Jorunn hurdled the dais, lost his balance, and flailed his arms in an attempt to right himself. Dráddør reached over and scooped the boy into his lap.

The young lad let out a riotous whoop and promptly stuffed a morsel of bread into his mouth. He squirmed to face Xára, pointed at Varin cradled in Evie’s arms, and declared through a mouthful of food, “Babe.”

“Aye.” Dráddør tousled the boy’s dark curls. “Varin. Can you say his name?”

“Vaaarin,” Jorunn drawled.

Skatha, holding a swaddled Kadlin, glided to a halt below the table. “Varin has Xára’s eyes.”

His son did indeed have eyes the color of Xára’s. Every time he glimpsed his son or held him in his arms, more and more of the rage he’d contained for long years faded just a little. Beside him, Xára cooed to his nephew. Dráddør draped an arm around her shoulder. He had never felt so content.

Life was good.

~ About the Author ~

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by Shehanne Moore

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