Upon reaching the castle, he dragged her inside on her half-dead legs. She kept tripping and he kept dragging her to god knows where. The maid and servant passing by gave no reaction other than bowing to Ragnar.
The back of her eyes burned.
He was most of the time gentle with her but right now he was anything but gentle. His grip on her wrist was painfully lethal.
She immediately recognized where he was taking her. To the main hall where he showed his true self to her, where she saw him for the first time after two years.
The main gates were already opened and the moment he dragged her inside, her heart dropped upon witnessing all the higher-ups of his kingdom sitting on their respective chairs on either side in a perfect lane. Among them were Fiona, Mason, and the old man named Asher.