Týr : The God Of War
Whose Child Is This ?
" How did Hvítrbrún get pregnant ?! "
Then in an attempt to rationalize what had happened he thought to himself out loud :
" I have had several concubines over the years, but never did any of them bear me a child ! "
Hymir shook his head from side to side out of sheer disgust. He could debate the reasons for Hvítrbrún's pregnancy until he was pale in the face, but his concubine was not the problem.
" How will I tell Brunniþoka ? ! " he asked himself with more than a hint of guilt in his voice.
As he stared back into the cave he could smell the lovely aroma of beer brewing in his massive kettle. Brunniþoka had, as usual, started the brewing process before she flew off to hunt for their dinner.
" My wife is so kind to me. " he whispered to himself happily.
Then, as if the winds of fortune had changed, he dropped his chin down to his chest, and became lost in shame and regret.
" Brunniþoka has been a good and faithful wife,...., I should simply be honest with her and tell her everything. " he said trying to convince himself that he had the courage to tell his fire breathing wife that he had cheated on her.
Then suddenly he heard a familiar roar off in the distance that echoed through the mountains, and he froze perfectly still like an icicle.
" Brunniþoka is going to kill me ! " he told himself.
Moments later a horrible warm ache ran up his spine as he heard her great wings flapping behind him.
The dragon wife of Hymir dropped the huge goat she had killed onto the ledge before vigorously flapping her wings to slow her descent so she could land near the cave entrance where her husband stood facing away from her. Instead of folding her wings against her back Brunniþoka wrapped them around her husband and gave him a hug.
" Why does my chilly lover stand here staring into our home ? " she asked before her many heads kissed him one after the other.
Hymir slowly turned around and looked his wife in the eyes. At least he hoped they were the eyes of the head which had spoken to him.
" Over here ! " another one of his wife's heads shouted with a sly grin upon its face.
" So many lips to kiss ! " he replied before kissing the ones on the head that had spoken.
Brunniþoka kissed her husband back passionately, but then, as if she sensed some invisible force between them, she pushed him away.
" Why did you not answer my question ? " a different head asked.
Hymir diverted his eyes in shame, and remained silent for a moment. Brunniþoka in turn narrowed her hundreds of eyes and pulled back her wings.
" What have you done this time ! ? " several heads asked simultaneously.
Hymir's face stretched and crinkled into grotesque forms as he tried to find the right words to tell his wife what had happened. Finally, after running many different scenarios over in his mind, he decided to just tell the truth.
" Remember when you agreed that it was,...., acceptable for me to have a concubine ? " he began timidly.
Brunniþoka angrily placed her scaly hands on her wide hips, which made her wings flare out like a shield on her back. With golden eyes beginning to blaze with anger she interrupted her husband.
" I don't know if I would use the word, "acceptable"..... she began, but quickly stopped when a horrid thought came upon her.
" Do you want another concubine !!? " her heads yelled all at once.
Hymir hung his head low again, and waved his hands out in front of him.
" No ! No !! Apparently one is more than enough to cause trouble ! " he told his wife.
Brunniþoka placed the nose of one of her heads up against Hymir's nose.
" What has Hvítrbrún done ! Tell me the truth, or I will light a fire under you ! " she threatened.
Hymir could feel the heat growing in his wife's belly, and knew it was time to tell her the whole truth.
" Hvítrbrún is going to have my child. " he finally managed to blurt out.
Relieved by the clearing of his conscious Hymir stared into the eyes of the head closest to him and waited anxiously for his wife's reaction. Incredibly Brunniþoka did not blast him with her intense flames, or whip him with her bony tail. Instead she moved her many heads to one side, as if she were deep in thought about what she had just been told, and contemplated her options. Her response shocked Hymir right down to his core.
" No ! Hvítrbrún will have our child ! " she told him with a fiendish grin.
" But my dear the other Jotuns will ask, " whose child is this ", if they see that you are not pregnant. " he tried to explain rationally.
Brunniþoka placed one of her very sharp claws up against her husband's throat, and scratched her husband's blue flesh just hard enough to gain an expression of pain from him.
" Hvítrbrún will not be allowed to leave this cave, nor will we allow visitors to see her, until after the baby is born. As for me, dragons do not show when they are with child, so no one will be able to tell if I am pregnant, and therefore they will not suspect that I did not give birth ! " she told her husband sternly.
Across the cosmos a young God named Odin sat upon his high seat and viewed it all from his great hall at Hlidskjalf, in Asgard. He grinned as he whispered to the images that could not hear him.
" No, Brunniþoka ! Hvítrbrún is not going to have your child,...., or Hymir's child for that matter. I am the one who lay with her disguised as a being of great beauty. Hvítrbrún is going to have my child ! " he replied before breaking into a hearty laugh !
- End Chapter 1
- Next : Chapter 2 : A Kettle Full Of Trouble !
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