Season of the Sun (Viking Era 1)

“Zarabeth is your mother now, Egill.”

“I know. It is good.”

“She carries my babe.”

The boy was silent for many moments. Zarabeth realized she was holding her breath. Then he said, “That is good too. Lotti and I both want more brothers and sisters. I’m tired now, Father. We will remain here fo

r the rest of the night?”

“Aye. Tomorrow we will return to York.”

Zarabeth said with great relish, “And then we will all go home to Malek.”

“Aye,” Egill said. “That’s what Lotti wants too.”

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