The War-The Northern Chronicles .1
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Ongoing, First published Oct 13, 2022
Mature
Merida looked at her newborn baby as she cradled it for her arms for the third time.

I'm glad she got most of my attributes... she looks enough like a polar bear that I could convince everyone she was one. That's good.

Polar. She liked that.

"Polar Mercy. That's your name. Do you like it little one?" Merida asked, despite knowing the newborn couldn't respond.

The baby coed and continued to sleep peacefully.

"I'm guessing that's a yes!" Merida said, laughing to herself.

"Oh baby girl. I may be only 19, and your father might have the biggest ass to ever live, but I'm going to give you the best childhood I can."

But how good is that?
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