Chapter 188: Hawthorne’s Lineage
REAGAN POV
Bjorn arrived at my manor late at night, alone and without any entourage. I met with him and brought him in using the secret passage way that Dahlia uses when she was the black knight. I quickly brought him upstairs and straight into my study where Nikolai and Killian were going to be waiting for us. His coming here was a secret something that we didn’t want anyone else to know. Too many people knowing about it was going to ruin the plan, something we couldn’t afford. We were already starting to run out of time.
I ushered Bjorn in before I turned around to lock the door before anyone could see him. I turned back only to see that Bjorn’s posture had gotten rigid. He was staring at something in the corner of the room. I followed his eye sight and my gaze landed on the baby’s crib where Ivar cooed softly. I watched as Bjorn slowly staggered towards the baby’s crib and I realized that it was the first time he was going to be seeing his nephew for the very first time.
We all watched as Bjorn reached his hand inside the crib almost as if he touched him, Ivar was going to disappear. Bjorn released something that looked like sob and a laugh. He reached inside to stroke Ivar’s cheek affectionately before he released another choked up sob.
"He can’t fall asleep without me holding him in my chest." I offered an explanation, "Heather claims it’s one of his phase. So when I heard you were coming I brought him here because if he doesn’t see me, he throws up the biggest fit."
Bjorn said nothing as he continued to stare at Ivar, before he shook his head a look of wonder in his gaze. "Gods, he looks so much like her, especially her eyes."
"He is beautiful." I said proudly as I stared at the crib.
"That he is, just like Dahlia." Bjorn said but it was almost as if he whispered that last part to himself before he stared at me, "May I?"
He was requesting for permission to carry Ivar, a permission which I granted. Bjorn smiled wryly at me before he reached inside and carried Ivar in his arms. Ivar cooed in response, raising his small hands up to say hello to his uncle.