As soon as Cory dropped his invitation and left, Ragnar slammed the door behind him.
He tried to keep his action gentle in case it scared Elena, but he was so angry about the audacity of his younger brother.
Elena understood. She raised her head to look at him and comforted him gently, “Don’t worry, I will be alright.”
Ragnar looked at her worriedly, “Why do you agree? There’s nothing good in his head.”
Elena smiled. She held his hand and led him back to the living room.
“Well, I have to let him accept my rejection first, before, you know,” she said shyly, “We can be together.”
Ragnar felt his heart skip a beat. He had almost forgotten about that. It was such a lovely answer,
but he was worried about her safety.
“If you like, I can foce him to accept the rejection,” he said, an
