THE Knight's Hidden Princess
Chapter 173: Fucking Headache

Chapter 173: Fucking Headache

REAGAN POV

Six months after

The crying just won’t stop, it doesn’t matter what we did or how many food we feed him he just won’t stop crying. He cries every night for no reason, waking us all up when we should be sleeping. I’ve sent for many doctors but they all seem to believe that there was nothing wrong with him. That he was the most healthiest babe they had ever seen so why the hell wouldn’t he stop crying?

I stared at Ivana who was busy rocking him in her arms while Heather clapped her hands to sing him lullabies but he still wouldn’t stop crying. Groaning, I face palmed myself as I sat down in the chair while Ivar continued to throw a big fits.

"Can someone make him stop crying already?" I asked as I tried to stifle a yawn. "I’ve got a fucking headache, I do not need anyone to add to this noise again."

Ivana arched a brow up at me, then her eyes narrowed into slits. "Don’t tell me you are drunk, again?"

"Fine, I won’t."

"Unbelievable." Ivana scoffed at me as she continued to rock Ivar who is still crying, "This is just perfect, this is exactly what Ivar needs, a drunk father."

Heaving out a sigh, I relaxed back into my seat allowing my head to fall back against the wall. "All I am asking is just one ducking goodnight rest without a shrill cry that makes me want to rip my fucking head apart." I grumbled and Heather and Ivana released a gasp.

"No swearing in front of the baby." Nikolai warned me and the glare I sent his way just made him chuckle, "But you are right, we all deserve a good night sleep, including Ivar. If only there is a way to get him to stop crying."

"He probably misses his mother." Adriana said, her voice soft as she reached forward and offered Ivar her finger which he grabbed with greedy hand, squeezing it tight as he continued to cry.

At the mention of his mother, my body instantly grew rigid and a pain formed in my chest just like it always did anytime I allowed myself to think about Dahlia. It’s been six long months without her and one would think I would have gotten used to her absence but I haven’t. I couldn’t even fall asleep without the help of a bottle of rum because it was the only thing that seemed to silence my thoughts so I could sleep comfortably, or at least that was what I tell myself.

Everyone has slowly started to move on, they mourned the loss of the princess for only three days and even Sigurd had come here, wailing loudly at the loss of his ’beloved’ daughter while swearing vengeance and declaring war on the draumheimiers. It had taken Killian and Nikolai holding me back before I could do something really stupid like try to kill the king and when they were struggling, they had knocked me out. Thankfully, Nikolai played it off as me being too distraught over the loss of my wife when Sigurd had asked me what happened.

He did this to her! He was the one who made her disappear and he was suddenly acting like he was the dearest father in all the land! I wanted to kill him, I wanted to slit his throat and rip his tongue out while watching him choke on his own blood. I wanted to gut him so slowly and painfully while yelling at him why he would do that to his own daughter! But I couldn’t, I couldn’t do any of that, not if I wanted to see her again and it was Killian who reminded me of that.

So I did what any loyal knight would do, I followed orders and besides since it was about killing the draumheimiers, I gladly went with it. They followed the orders of the king and they took my wife away from me, they slaughtered thousands of innocents but most importantly, they took the only thing that mattered to me in this world, so I killed them all.

I took my army and went over there and slaughtered every single one of the draumheimiers. When I got to the king he was begging for his life. He started talking about how Sigurd betrayed him but I didn’t care. That was his fault for deciding to trust an evil bastard. I ended his life and brought back his head to Sigurd has gift.

He had given me lot of gifts in return and suggested that I hit the tavern that there were other women. That son of a bitch wanted me to sleep with other women when his own daughter was dead? I had turned down the offer but some of the men gladly accepted it of course but I didn’t. I couldn’t, although I didn’t say no to the wine, it was the best I had ever had and I enjoyed it and was sleeping peacefully, until now!

"Someone find something that will quiet him!" I said with a sigh as I stood up from the chair, "I have had a long night and it would be nice to get some peace and quiet!" I turned around to leave because my head was starting to spin.

"Yeah, go ahead and do what you do best, run away!"

I paused at the voice, frowning as I turned around to see who had spoken and my gaze met Ivana who was glaring at me. Everyone stood frozen not knowing what to expect. Heather stepped forward and carried Ivar who was still crying from Ivana who was still glaring at me with a look of anger on her face.

She clearly doesn’t feel remorse for what she just said to me. "What did you just say?"

"You do this all the time, run away and leave Ivar with the rest of us like we were the one who brought him into this world!" Ivana spoke again and I cocked my head at her.

"Shit!" I heard Nikolai curse as his gaze darted back and forth between Ivana and me.

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