Time twisted

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Agnarr POV

You may think that this story is over, that I could finally place my mind down to rest, throwing myself on my bedroom carpets and enjoying cuddles with my wife.

You are absolutely wrong.

I am being pulled by an overhyped snowman, supported by my lovely daughters and a boy in winter wear, after all they are just children, there is no harm in it.

But my wife. Yes, W.I.F.E. A fully grown adult. I spelled it exactly, strongly supported this idea. Even with my strong stand against it, she strongly disobeys it and waltzed the gang into the coldness. Saying that she had not had an adventure for a long time.

I understood that, really I do. She needs a break and adventure is just her thing. After all her duties she did as Queen, of course she deserved it. I was expecting to have a trip planned out for us as a family.

But we are out here. In the blasting middle of the winter heading to some trading port which I remembered heading for weeks ago.

Well somehow I expected we are to return to that place.

"You look mad." I looked at the boy who is called Christoff or Kristoff, whom I didn't take much note of his name.

Do I look mad? I don't really know. How could I be mad when we are heading for some branch juice instead heading home to enjoy the fireplace? I choose not to voice my opinions.

Kristoff shrugged, heading for my girls and the snowman. And giggling loudly much to my annoyance.

Then a hand slit by my arms, warmth flowing through my body as she lay on my shoulders. We were at the back, walking side by side and enjoying the scenery. Well the tottering of the horses behind us made a wonderful atmosphere, it did add the sound of...... romantic effects as my wife sank, her body leaning against me as she took little steps, seeming to preserve her energy.

"Are you tired?"

"No... it's just good to feel..... at peace for once." She sighed.

"You weren't?"

"Of course I wasn't." She scoffed, as if I just questioned a silly question back. I was about to question her, stopping in our tracks as her forcefully arms pulled me forward, so much for preserving her energy I might say.

"Really Agnarr. Tell me this. How could you be at peace when a man with his noisy heels kept clattering his teeth, reminding you ten times a day about your so called duties?" I smirked at her description on the newly proclaim Duke of Weselton.

I thought about it daily and the issue could be solved easily. I secretly hope that one day she will reconsider this delicate topic. I like to expand our tiny family, though she may beg to differ.

"We could always try for another- mmph!" Her petite foot stomps on my weak feets. I swallowed the pain. Maybe I should have phased it differently.

"What were you saying about my love?" She battered her eyes, this woman- she is my obsession.

"I will give a warning to Weselton. Two...... would be enough." I reluctantly said the last part. She pecked my cheeks as she ducked away from my view. Her ears are red like tomatoes, she is embarrassed, and I love it when she feels this way.

And I do too. I groaned at that inner child. God it feels weird to have my old memories back.

"Maybe three or four," She uttered, I had to wiggle my ears. I hadn't heard wrong. She is actually considering it-