“Pardon me, I didn't know he was still the same scumbag from back then, the only thing that changed about him is that he at least loves someone, his people." Fiona said, eyeing Ragnar with scrutiny through her lashes. Ragnar was leaning against his master chair with his head leaning back and eyes fixed up on the ceiling, his boots on the table with a few papers scattered right beside his boots, a cuss escaped his lips."F*king peasant. I would have snapped his neck long ago into two. I'm merely hanging on to the string of control all because of you." Ragnar spat in a rugged voice as he lowered his head and massaged his temple with his right hand while his eyes remained closed."Fate played such a cruel trick on us. It's all messed up. My past lover and your past lover are bound together in a marriage which none of them is happy with." Fiona said and walked further, putting her hands on the table she bent down and leaned forward."We got them together so we can mess up with them but th

Ragnar stilled.Rayla watched how he scanned her body ever so slowly. His cold gaze slowly darkened to the point, she could see his chained demons growling in the darkness, on the verge of lashing out.Rayla slowly stepped back and scanned Sasha as well. Her chest was heaving up and down, and her neck was red indicating that she had been strangled not long ago. Her hair was a mess and her eyes were red in tears.Sasha's eyes flickered to Rayla.An eye contact was made but both of their gazes averted to Ragnar when he stood up. He looked like he was in the mood to kill. He suddenly looked thirsty for blood and he was. Not for her blood but for the one who did this to her. It has been a long time since Rayla saw him like this. Most of the time he was either a crazy lunatic or a cold bastard, he was rarely like this. "Leave." He ordered Rayla in a low monotonous tone.His voice was so dark even the bad witch had to contemplate whether to leave his little human alone with him or not."LE

It was around midnight.The ticking of the clock was the only sound that echoed in the eerie silence of the room.Sasha who was sitting on the couch instead of lying on the bed and sleeping was scribbling something in her diary.She was sketching a flower. Her head was blank, her eyes were blank, and her memories and rationality were gone at the moment. It was just a mass with a beating heart and a moving hand sitting on the couch. What happened in the afternoon surprisingly didn't leave her baffled. He had done much worse to her and this was just an addition to his series of cruelty. He was a Greek god but with the personality of a monster.A sudden noise coming from outside of her room had her hand instantly halting. She looked up at the door and stared at it for a while. Contemplating if she should go and check out. She shook her head and turned her focus back on the sketching but the noise came again.She stared at the door through her lashes, putting her things aside. She stood

Sasha sat on the sofa in front of the window with her elbows resting on the sill as she stared outside at the city that surrounded the castle. She wondered if the people who lived there were the same as their king. Were they hostile or friendly? Was the atmosphere down there humanely or terrifying, surrounded by the scent of blood?While she was pondering on this, the door of her room was knocked and a maid stepped inside. She bowed to Sasha and told her that her husband, King Jasper, sought her. Yesterday's events raked her mind and she went stiff for a while. Nevertheless, she left her comfort zone to see Jasper.The great Jasper who choked her to death yesterday, yanked half of her hair out of her scalp and called her a whore even with his half-crippled form. Sasha entered his room and like usual, he was sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard.He was reading a book but he closed it as soon as Sasha stepped inside. She was quite nervous, wondering if he had forgotten

They are vague...But...They are there...The memories.Sasha pushed away from him, fighting to breathe as she stared at him shocked. Her eyes snapped to the trunk of the tree before meeting his muted gaze that was void of any darkness or evilness.His muted gaze was the most lethal of them all. You just couldn't understand what he was up to."W-What was that?" She forced the words out of her mouth."What do you think?" His calmness was scaring her. She preferred his psycho-lunatic side more than this one. "I..." She was baffled. Her mind was forcing her thoughts to take the path he was pointing at but her heart was in a denial phase. "My p-past..." She trailed off, not knowing what to say yet her mind was in chaos.He stepped towards her and she unconsciously stepped back. "Our past." He corrected her and she swallowed thickly. Tears burned the back of her eyes when she realized that she was something to him even in her past life. He however never died and was still living in those