Chapter 34

Birsha

We make it to the dinning hall and the table is filled with enough food to feed a small army. The best way to describe it is a feast back in the viking days. Shit there is even a roasted hog with an apple in its mouth. “Dad, who is all coming to dinner?” I ask as I look at all the food.

“No one, it's just us. Now come and guide that beauty to a seat! I’m starved.”