Chapter 59: A Loud Commotion
Bjorn made sure he stood by and comforted me till eventually I was no longer crying. He held me in his arms, not rushing me till eventually, I managed to calm myself down. I eased myself away from Bjorn, wiping at my eyes while sniffing. From my peripheral vision, I could see Bjorn smirking at me.
"Not a word Bjorn." I warned him, "Not a word."
Bjorn’s smirk grew wider as he raised his hands up in mock innocence. "I wasn’t going to say anything, I swear!" He said but his eyes were filled with mischief, something I was all too familiar with ever since we were kids.
Rolling my eyes at him, I brushed past him and started walking away. "You didn’t need to, I know you were thinking it."
Bjorn fell into steps behind me, "I mean it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you get emotional like this. I mean I didn’t even know you could curse like that, it’s the most emotion I’ve seen you display ever since we grew up." Bjorn said and I cast him a sideway glance but that didn’t stop him, instead he continued. "Even the servants called you a nesting doll, the kind father brings home from all his trips. They call you that because it doesn’t matter what happens, you always keep your composure. Gods, I wished they could have seen that."
"Don’t get too excited Bjorn." I answered him without stopping as I continued to walk, "Besides, you can blame it on the hormones."
"Now you are using your pregnancy?"
"It’s my pregnancy, I decide when and where I want to use it."
Bjorn rolled his eyes at me but didn’t say anything, instead he gave me a mock salute. "Of course, as you wish oh mighty nesting doll."