𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 - 𝐁𝐉Ö𝐑𝐍 𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄

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- Born Again

It had been a couple of months since Freya married Bjorn and she is now due to have the baby any moment now. Ragnar and Bjorn have been over protective of Freya ever since she found out that she is pregnant not letting her do anything that could cause harm to herself and the baby even it's helping out others around the great hall or at the stalls around the market.

Freya knew they were trying to take care of her but it was driving her insane not being able to do anything as she hasn't been training since she got caught pregnant and the fact no matter where she goes Ragnar or Bjorn always seems to be with her. The auburn haired girl tried talking to Lagertha about it who found it amusing seeing as they were annoying Freya to the core but both men were stubborn and wouldn't listen to blonde who tried to get them to back off slightly.

"Wow, Freya, you are massive" Ragnar commented from where he is sat on the shore staring at his daughter growing stomach, " I know, tell me about it" Freya muttered sending him an unamused look causing Athelstan to smile chuckling softly as he looked between the father and daughter due, " nothing fits anymore. Lagertha had to make me some dresses just so I have something to wear. She's massive... I just want her to come out"

Ragnar laughed in amusement raising his brows at Freya, " you still think it's going to be a girl. What if it has Bjorn head?" Freya had a horrifying look on his face as she placed her hands against her bump, " the seer told me it's going to be a girl" Ragnar grabbed Freya hand squeezing it in comfort and told her, " it's going to be okay. If Lagertha and Aslaug can do it so can you"

" I don't know how much further it can go" Freya gestured to her growing stomach rubbing her hands on it letting out a heavy sigh, " it used to be a cute accessory and now it's my whole personality. I wanna start wearing clothes again" Ragnar and Athelstan both laughed at her antics before they turned their attention back to the model Athelstan made of Paris with sand as he poured a bucket of water around ' Paris'

"This is the River Seine" Athelstan informed both Ragnar and Freya as Ragnar placed a small stick in the water watching it float through the water, " Now, I don't know where it starts, but it arrives here and it widens. It widens around this island and on this island is Paris" Freya groaned holding her stomach letting out a breathe as she watched Athelstan explain Paris in fascination with rocks, " it has these walls all around. They are high and thick and towers everywhere"

"But how do they get into the city?" Ragnar questioned with a curious look on his face as Athelstan continued putting rocks around the city of Paris and informed, " there was a bridge at least one like this" pacing down a piece of wood across the stream to Paris to represent a bridge. " what defences did they have?" Freya inquired as she looked between her father and Athelstan who shrugged his shoulders as he didn't have a clue, " I was just a monk. I did not notice such things at the time"

"Well what do you say now?" Freya curiously questioned with a small smile as she was pacing back and forth in front of the two men. Athelstan stayed silent for a couple of moments before his lips turned up and replied, " now? I would say this city is impregnable" Freya giggled only for her to gasp loudly in pain as a contraction hit her causing her to yell out in pain holding onto her stomach tightly, " Oh, god"