Tyranny of Steel

Berengar awoke in Brynhildr's bed to find the mature valkyrie clinging tightly to his body. His head had been stuffed into her substantial mounds, proving that he had once more used them as pillows. Today was the day that Berengar said goodbye to his second family and returned home to the Reich.

Despite this reality, a certain part of him wanted to stay behind and look after the woman and her two kids. One of which was his. Thus, he continued to lie in bed, within the arms of his lover, until she eventually awoke from her slumber.

Brynhildr wore a warm smile on her pretty face, as she kissed her man passionately on the lips. As he did so, she began to stroke Berengar's erect shaft, giving it a warm welcome in her tight grip, like she did every morning that the man spent here in the village.

Before long, Berengar and Brynhildr were breeding like rabbits yet again. Eventually waking both Siv, who lied in a different corner of the longhouse, and their infant son with their moans. Siv could only pout as she listened to the sounds of her mother and step-father make love yet again.

Eventually Berengar and Brynhildr finished, where they climbed out of bed, and got dressed. Once they had done so, Siv popped out of her own mattress and greeted the two of them, entirely ignoring what they had just been up to.

"Good morning mother, good morning, father!"

Berengar smiled and nodded his head in silence, as he sat down at the kitchen table, and drank from a cup of coffee which Brynhildr had just served him. The mature beauty was already in the act of cooking breakfast, in order to ensure that her man was well fed for his journey back home.

Once the woman had completed the breakfast, she sat it down on the table, where she finally began to speak.

"So you're leaving today, isn't that right?"

Berengar was snacking on a piece of bacon when he heard the rather glum tone in the woman's voice, and thus quickly finished chewing before hastily responding to her question.

"Yes, I'll be back in exactly one month. I know it is quite a long time, but I can't help it. My offer still stands, by the way. I would be more than happy to take you and the little ones back to Kufstein. There is more than enough room on my jet..."

Despite the offer, and the excitement in Siv's pale blue eyes at the prospect, Brynhildr simply smiled bitterly before shaking her head and rejecting it.

"You know our place is here in the village. Your efforts to convert the local population back to the old faith is a slow and continual progress, and my presence here strengthens the morale of the villagers.

Maybe one day when you are an old man, and our son rules over Iceland, then you can take me away from this place, but for now I must reject your offer..."

Both Berengar and Siv sighed in defeat at the same time. Siv wanted nothing more to explore the world outside iceland, and see the wonders that Berengar spoke of every time he mentioned his homeland. But her mother would never permit her, and thus she could only dream about the Reich from afar.

As for Berengar himself, he simply wanted to be with one of the women he loved, and the monthly visits were not nearly enough for him. And even though he knew Brynhildr felt the same way, he would not compel the woman to leave her home. Thus he could only eat the rest of his breakfast in silence, as he stared off into space.

Eventually the time came for Berengar to depart, and thus he kissed Brynhildr once more before saying his goodbyes.

"I promise I will be back as soon as I am able. In the mean time take care of little Björn..."

A bitter smile appeared on Brynhildr's luscious lips as she nodded her head thrice before responding to this request.

"You know I will..."

After hearing this, Berengar smiled before kissing the infant boy on the forehead, where he then proceeded over to where Siv stood silently with a depressed look on her face. Berengar forced a smile as he placed a hand on the girl's shoulder and comforted her to the best he could manage.

"Maybe next time your mother will allow me to take you away from this place, until then continued to help her out. Now that she's looking after an infant without me, your mother will need all the help she can get..."

A single tear fell down Siv's porcelein cheek as she latched hold of her stepthfather and hugged him tightly. She murmured something into his chest as the man forced her away from him.

"I will... I promise!"

Berengar heard just enough and thus smiled before petting the girl's platinum hair. After doing so, he sighed heavily and said one last thing before departing.

"Well... This is it... I will see you all one month from now... Farewell..."

After saying this, Berengar climbed into his truck and activated the engine, where he began to drive out of the whirlwind, which protected the hidden paradise from the outside world. He gazed into the left side mirror with a longing expression on his face as he watched his second family, along with the entire village, wave him goodbye.

Once out of the whirlwind, Berengar drove to the German Air Base just outside Reykjavík. Since the island was officially under the authority of the Reich, German soldiers patrolled its streets. Which he watched as he passed them by. Once entering the airfield, Berengar found his private jet waiting for him on the airstrip, ready for takeoff.

The crew saluted their Kaiser, which the man returned before stepping into the jet's cabin. Once seated, the stewardess prepared him a cup of coffee, which he was happy to drink, as he looked over at the latest newspaper which sat on board the plane.

Before long, the plane had hit the runway and taken off into the air, where it began to journey towards the Reich. All the while, Berengar read an interesting headline, which nearly caused him to choke on his coffee.

"Rocket Spotted over Granada. Secret German Weapons' Project, or an Iberian Challenge to the Reich?"

When Berengar saw this, he could only think of one thing... His little girl had finally succeeded in her efforts to build a functional rocket of her own design. Immediately, all the depression he was feeling about leaving Brynhildr and her children behind had evaporated from his heart. Instead, a warm sense of fatherly approval replaced it. Speaking to no one in particular, Berengar shook his head as he let out his thoughts on the matter.

"That little girl has actually pulled it off? Tsk tsk tsk... One day soon she will be a very valuable asset to the Reich..."

Immediately Berengar's thoughts shifted towards the near future, where his daughter Zara would become an instrumental part of the German Space Program which he planned to create. He could be no prouder as a parent at this very moment.

After thinking about this for some time, the man shifted to the next page of the paper, where he saw another interesting headline pop up.

"The Empress of Japan, patron of Little Kyoto's Orphans, and helper of the Department of Veterans Affairs."

This particularly caught Berengar's interest as he read through the paper, and saw information about Itami helping out around Little Kyoto, and the VA. A subtle smirk etched itself upon the man's lips as he once more expressed his thoughts on the matter.

"It seems she is really trying to prove herself to me... A pity, this is not nearly enough to earn back my favor. But it is a start... We will see how things proceed from here."

Berengar would continue to get caught up with what had been transpiring across the Reich during his brief absence. Eventually, the plane landed in Kufstein, where Berengar took a car back to his palace. Once he stepped inside the door, he noticed that the majority of his family was there waiting for him.

Although Linde was absent, probably because she was hard at work on something important. As were Itami and Yasmin. In the latter's case, she was still in Granada. Berengar hugged and kissed those of his wives who were present before chatting with each of his children. He would spend the rest of his day catching up with his family about what they had been doing during his time away from home.

Even though there was a war being waged on the other side of the world. All was good with the von Kufstein family, and the Reich in general. Though now that the Kaiser had returned to his homeland, he would be forced to forget his brief vacation, and instead focus on ending the conflict with Japan once and for all.