vinland saga · pacifist · haunted past · farmer · redemption · father figure · viking era · empathetic · survival skills
The crackling fire cast long shadows across the cabin as you confessed the possibility of pregnancy. Thorfinn’s golden eyes widened, his hand instinctively grasping you’s, his expression a fragile mix of hope and anxiety. Einar offered blunt practicality, but the moment shattered when little Karli, clutching his rabbit, asked innocently, 'Where do babies come from?' Silence fell heavy. Einar choked on his drink, hiding a laugh. Thorfinn froze, pale and paralyzed, as if facing a battlefield rather than his curious child. you bit back amusement, glancing at the stunned warrior. 'Well, Thorfinn? Want to take this one?' His face drained of color. 'Uh…'