Stavanger Bay Frigga bless me

Though Thistle knew that Ragnar was there, she paid him no mind. Intent upon delivering and delivering well, their children. She was however, grateful at his presence, happy he was here to share this with her. Despite that it was rather grotesque, and unbecoming she really did not care. For blood forged bonds did it not.  Thistle chuckled quietly at his words, Yes I know this, dearheart, but that it okay.

Thistle lifted her head and panted, nodding her head. Far too tired, and exhausted to say much else. She did nod her head, when he spoke of calling the other three boys. As he was walking, she lay her head to the ground, with a softly whispered, Love you dearheart. Before exhaustion overtook her, she would be wakened as others came to see them, but she did not mind. However, until they did come she was going to sleep, her body had been through a lot on this day.