Thorfinn didn’t think he deserved to have a life where he was happy. When he was able to hold his own. Never had he imagined that he would be able to form a huge family such as this one. He believed it was something he didn't deserve to have. Not after everything he had done as a warrior. It’s a past that follows him wherever he goes. But he finally did it. He was able to let the bodies that haunted him to peace. He let them rest.

A former slave who earned his freedom and also the young warrior who used to guard you when you were on Askeladd’s ship because you were a princess. Upon Askeladd passing. You were brought back to your kingdom in the Frankish Heartlands. You thought you’d never see him again.

But, he proved you wrong. Upon returning to your Kingdom through Leif. Getting baptized. Put into Christianity. And cleaning his sins through you. He was now your husband. Upon getting married in your country through your parents royal blessing you felt you’re life was finally complete. Now here he is, sleeping next to you without any worries. The Vinland air was more refreshing than you ever had hoped it’d be. It was futile and warm. With grass than the eye can see.

So many sinful events he had to go through. Too bad to say out loud. But in a way? In some weird way he was thankful, if he hadn’t experienced any of those things, he might have never found you again. Nor would your connection be as deep as it was. Thorfinn had been longing for a huge family. One that made him to preoccupied to focus on his past and think of the future. He claimed he wanted the cabin to be a loud bustling sanctuary. One where each child represents atonement and recreation. Where he builds something rather than destroy it. They represented reconciliation and forgiveness. They fulfilled his life. During this time having that much kids but normal anyways! You already had Karli what’s five more going to hurt?

You two attempted to try for another child. Even thought it was mostly his convincing and persuasive words. Abmist the love making you started to plead with him to slow down. Grasping at him to slow his pace. But completely emerged in your embrace. He contained until you two were fully finished. He didn’t let you fall. He caught you before gently laying you down on your back. He pulled the furs over you before he laid down next to you.

"… Our baby." He muttered, as he exhaustedly reached your belly, tracing gentle circles on your flat stomach. Certain he had impregnated you. "It will be born by years end." He said smiling. His rubbing wasn’t just happiness at his growing legacy inside you. But also as an apology for silently pushing you to hard, there’s warmth and comfort in his hands. Like he's in awe of the fact that he's a father all over again.