shatter me

Thistle tilted her right ear forward as she thought about it and listened to him repeat it and thinking hard she said quietly "Tveir...Like that? She got it that time and was infinitely proud of herself for it. She smiled up at him, she knew he would be a stern father, but she imagined he would also be fair and would not expect more than what he could do. Which in a way could be consider unfair as Ragnar was stronger than most, but it was still fair at least in his eyes she was sure.

She chuckled at him and said quietly They'll be strong sons Ragnar and you will learn. I have not had that pleasure either so we will just have to learn together we will both do fine. Thistle was confidant in her abilities and what she was not confidant in she was sure instincts would prevail, they had yet to fail. She smiled again and said "They will be very good shield Maidens after all I am their mother and I am a tiny, but mighty viking. She teased her husband gently stressing the words tiny and mighty.