Let go and be with me…

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Each word was spoken with sincere intent, creating waves of tranquility that flowed from Sophia's fingertips, penetrating Ragnar's flesh and bones.

"Vorima en' cael…,"

"Sophia…,"

Sophia paused, her hands stilling on his skin, and opened her eyes to look at him.

"Just a little longer, Your Majesty. Let me finish my examination."

"Sii' ono varda… Tenna' ento lye omenta…,"

Ragnar sighed, caught between his desire and the calming effect of Sophia's touch.

Sophia dismissed his protests, her fingers expertly searching for any signs of tension or injury. "Just a little longer, Your Majesty, let me finish," she responded, then resumed her chant.

She used Ragnar's awakened state to conduct a more thorough examination of his body.