Valkyrie:
Last night’s battle still lingered vividly in my mind, yet I couldn’t remember how I ended up on this massive, plush bed, surrounded by the familiar scent of oud wood.
“Ragnor’s chambers?”
When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in a room bathed in the amber hues of twilight.
The soft light filtered through the curtains, casting long, golden shadows across the lavish furnishings.
For a moment, I didn’t recognize where I was. But the scent—intimate and familiar—stirred my memories.
This wasn’t the cold, cramped maid’s quarters I was used to.
This was his room.
“Ragnor’s...” I whispered, the realization sinking in.
And then I felt it—strong arms wrapped around me, holding me close. His warmth was a barrier against the lingering chill of the night before.
“Valk
