Contentment is the greatest wealth.
It had become a meeting spot of theirs after dinner, she and Baldr would talk - Eva catching him up on recent affairs and Midgard, and Baldr recalling thoughts and memories from the time before he was banished to Helheim. The terrace was particularly chilly that night, so she'd swaddled Torben and had wrapped them both so she could feed the baby while they spoke. "There's color in your cheeks lately," Zap greeted her newest (to her knowledge) family member. "Do you feel like you're finding your niche yet, brother?" her eyebrows were knitted with hopeful concern. "You've been holding your own at family meals now, I noticed." The queen smirked and sat across from him in a soft chair.