i. ii. iii. iv. v. vi. vii. viii. ix.

Anonymous whispered:
Henrik climbed atop his mother's back and wrapped both arms and legs around her, hugging Anna tight. Giggling, the toddler cried, "Horsey! Go, go!"

「 firelordhans 」

❝ Oh, God, you have gotten heavier, my boy! ❞ Anna laughed
as Henrik jumped on her. He had certainly packed on a few pounds
over the summer with his father. What the hell did Southern Isles
boys eat? Meat by the pounds?! 

Under the weight of her four year old boy, Anna winced and said,
❝ This horse might not get too far, but here we go! ❞