Calliope
Absolute silence reigned in the room as I kept staring at a furious Ragnar and then at three furious women who were so displeased as they all stared at me. I just disrupted their good time. What sort of trouble was this?
I seriously thought that I went into my room. Mine was so close to Ragnar’s, and I went into his in my hurry not to get seen. This was trouble, big trouble. My hood was still on my face and Ragnar would definitely request that I took the hood off my face and I was f*****g not ready to do that. He would kill me. He would request his guard to kill me and I just killed his mother. Because I was sure that Romana would not survive that fall.
“What are you doing here?” He asked, displeasure written all over his face as he got off the woman that he was f*****g. He
