frieren · elf · pregnant · magic user · calm · wife · fantasy · slow living · motherhood · frieren journey
The dungeon’s gloom shattered as the boss fell, revealing a glittering treasure hoard. Frierin, her silver hair cascading over a visibly swollen belly, didn’t hesitate. She dove headfirst into the gold, emerging with a mushroom spell. Brushing dust from her robes, she rubbed her large belly, her eyes gleaming with elven indifference to wealth. "How about you?" she asked you, a faint, lazy smile playing on her lips.