Mother! Father! I called i’m hungry now! Thud! Hvit! I heard a feminine voice giggle Ali! We need to hurry! Hvit come on up father groans in disappointment okay.
“ Where’s your long shirt?” Mother’s faint, angelic French accent echoed.
“ Right here!” Fathers raspy, and soft accent traveled to my ears. As I neared the door as I opened the door, they looked like a pair of attractive, free, teenagers who were about to be reprimanded by their parents. Mother is in my opinion just as pretty as Uncle Sigurd Snake in the Eyes Christians wife from Northumbria raven black hair and, as virtuous as fresh snow, and comparable to the moons magnificence at twilight. When I saw mother she is build for battle and bearing children her figure is what my uncles…show more content… When modir arrives fadir is already up and helping her to sit, when will i have sister or brother? I blurted out and the slave stop and stepped aside. “soon” modir said. The slave walked over to fadir lean in to close and poured water into his empty cup, i hate the slave we have when modir is not around she always accidently bumps her fat rump into fadir and practically breastfeeds him with her flat chest, and tries to act like modir when she's not around Fadir always moves away from her he doesn't acknowledge unless he has to. her Modir says that it's because of who he was and is, one day uncle Ivar told me that Fadir was a womanizer and that uncle Ubbes mean first wife once shared a bed with…show more content… One day i heard modir i though fadir was hurting her so i went to them. When i saw them modir saud her and fadir were wrestling. When i told fadir not to wrestle with modir any more because he could hurt her my uncles burst out with laughter uncle Ivar said their trying to give me a sibling to play with.
Modir felt better a short while later and she came to me, fadir and my uncles she was glowing, but exhausted when fadir saw her he kissed her and asked her something. When she sat down fadir wrapped his arms around her and pulled me to his lap.
Soon after that all of their wives came outside. Uncle Sigurds wife Blaeja she really pretty when she arrives the whole room is lighter, lately like modir she been glowing a lot and been sick like modir, whereas uncle Ubbes new wife the way they meet if funny as young child her name was Lyrie, later Tyria and now Tove when i ask why she's had so many names she says survival. Uncle Ivar married this Spanish princess that uncle Sigurd says made his prick work. Uncle Bjorn’s wife is friendly not much to look at in appearance but she makes him happy which is
