Barnabas Tharmr

Sleipnir sat up on the bed, he was still bright red and sweaty after giving birth, he smiled and picked up the baby in the cot next to him. He held him tightly in his arms rocking him back and forth. He had not seen Barnabas since he was in labour a few hours ago. He had run out of the room and Sleipnir was crying and begging him to stay. He looked at his little boy in awe. He knew Barnabas didn’t love him and only impregnated him because Barnabas trusts Sleipnir but he wants him to be there