Staring at the ceiling for god knows how long, Ragnar just couldn't push his thoughts away...his thoughts were filled with Sasha. Oh, how hard it was for him to let her go. Not having a proper dose of her for so long was messing up his mind and it was for the good.He needed his mind completely messed up at the time of the war, so he could shed some real, good blood. His eyes darted towards the two men sitting on the couch and going through some papers.Well, he assigned this work to both of them but only one of them got it, the other one just didn't know the definition of listening and understanding.He only knows the definition of war and he understood it quite well."Mason, what's the matter with you?" Ragnar asked, usually upon hearing the word 'war' Mason loses all his already loose grounds and goes all crazy and excited about it. This time he was abnormally quiet which was quite suspicious.Mason snapped his gaze at Ragnar and shrugged. "This type of behavior of yours is so unl
"Because I'm the traitor." Sasha's eyes broadened and her grip on the spoon loosened, making it clank against the plate and the noise scattered in the dining hall along with her mother's gasp."Why?" Father questioned sternly."You ask why? This is retaliation. Vindication for killing my guards and my right hand." Leo snapped, his goal was logical but yet illogical because Ragnar was invincible. Wynter stared at him in stupefaction. It was so unlike him. This all was going on inside her husband's head and she was oblivious of it all this time. Leo never once made his intentions clear to anyone. This just meant he would go to all lengths for his revenge."That stupid jerk cursed us, he thought if he cursed us, I would obey him. Really? He just made me strong enough to stand against him. He also reached this position by killing one like himself, I will reach his position by killing him." Leo said, his tone bleeding with contempt."You want to become like that monster?" Mother asked and
"Rayla,"Sasha stared at the witch in shock. It was like the ground beneath her feet was swept away on her arrival.What was happening?What was she doing here?What was this witch onto?Whatever she had in her mind was no good.Sasha could feel her bad intentions just by being in her vicinity.Rayla wanted no good for her brother or for Ragnar.Didn't she love Ragnar?"The witches are with me," Leo said dryly, staring at his sister with a bored expression."Ragnar ended their species long ago, they are here for revenge," Leo said and Sasha quickly shook her head as she grabbed his arms in a firm grip."What about Makaria? Is she with you?" Sasha asked and Leo shook his head. "She's no different than you. She refused to stand against her brother." Leo explained and Sasha's gaze snapped to Rayla who was standing there, rolling one of her curly strands around her fingers while passing a mischievous look to Sasha.Sasha's eyes widened upon witnessing her expressions. Why was she doing th
Standing behind one of the tall trees, Sasha peeked at the vast ground where a large number of tents were grounded in the ground, and in the middle, a huge double bell wedge tent stood high with Kastron's Flag flapping in the air right on top of it, that tent probably belonged to Ragnar.The sun rays were already slapping half of the tents, the night fury faded away and the moon had to die down so the sun could shine again.Many other flags along with the Walton Kingdoms flag were high in the air but lower than Kastron's Flag because the tent they were fixated over wasn't as huge as the one that belonged to Ragnar. It screamed who was the king. What surprised her the most were the other flags. The Kingdoms she thought were blessed with power, justice, and happiness were bowing to Ragnar in the shadows. He must have achieved them over the past years, just like the way he conquered her kingdom. His empire was huge, so huge her mouth was hanging low when her eyes landed on the tents fo
She watched her brother from behind as he walked towards his respective tent. The sorrow inside her was spilling through her gaze. Faith was playing with her yet again but this time she was better off dead than getting to hear the news of her brother's disaster once again.The group she was standing with gawked at her from head to toe and their abrupt silence brought her back to reality as she immediately turned her head to look at them."Ahh...haha, hello."Sasha gulped and mentally cursed herself when she realized she got in the group of Kastron's warriors in a hurry to conceal herself from her brother. Why always vampires?"And what do you want, lady?" One of them asked dryly. They didn't even politely greet her back. If they knew who she was their attitudes would be on the floor and their knees would be on the ground.Sasha felt like she was surrounded by huge walls and suddenly began to feel suffocated.They peered down at her as if she was nothing."I- ah...wanted to ask someth
She saw him.Everything suddenly blurred around her, her heartbeat which calmed down not long ago picked up a new, intensified pace. The voices around here turned hazy and all she could hear was the wild beating of her heart and all she could see was him. Her thoughts were completely muted because he consumed her senses like a tsunami that struck her faster than anticipated.He sat there under the open tent right beside his tent. Dressed in war attire with his dark silver hair tied up in a loose man bun, some rogue strands kissing his ethereal face.His aura was so strong, that an oblivious one wouldn't even have to struggle to point out who was the King of Kings among the men sitting under the tent.Fruits and drinks were settled in front of them but they remained untouched.Sasha stood there like a statue, oblivious that she was looking extremely odd while standing there and staring at them but to her the time had stilled, voices had turned hazy and the only focus was him.The serio
He was blocking her way out.At that moment her soul left her body and all she could sense was him in her vicinity.Nothing could go wrong more than this. This was the worst of it all.He blocked her way out of nowhere like death approaching her in her mid-twenties.Fast and unexpected, caught her so off guard she nearly fainted.He said nothing, just stood there like a wall and peered down at her, the metallic gray of his eyes drilled holes in her form as he eyed her up with quite an unamused stare.Sasha immediately stepped back and bowed at him. The witch behind her was not even struggling to breathe when Ragnar wasn't choking her at the moment. Was she dead for good?However, she was no longer Sasha's focus but the man in front of her. Her heart was literally breaking her ribcage at this point. His shadow that was casting on her bowed form looked like she was worshiping the devil.Though, there was not much difference."Arise." A shiver ran down her spine when his deep voice lande
The weather was colder than yesterday.The wind was slapping extra harshly against the thousands of armor.The heavy clouds protected the sun so the ground dimmed in the darkness surrounding them.Before them stood humans, looking ever so petite against vampires. They were huge in quantity but Sasha already knew who was triumphing, everyone among them did and that was why she just couldn't stop staring at the opponent with pity.Her hair danced in the air but her face remained concealed. Ragnar stood far from her sight, right in the middle of the front line beside him was his left hand but his Right hand remained out of sight.He must be purging in the kingdom that was gifted to him for toying.With a heavy heart, her eyes bounced between her brother and her husband before they traveled towards the witch. Unfortunately, she survived the choking session yesterday but this time either she was going to hell today or that witch.She tried to swallow the lump that was clogging her throat f
*A year later*The month of November.THE VALLEY OF GONDEN One of the most beautiful valleys existing within the mountains of the Gonden. The half frozen waterfall had a calm sound to it, the sun rays casting on that waterfall giving it a shimmery look, one so sightful that it was hard to look away from it.Within the valley, a clan of a strong bloodline was colonized.The sky had a soft glow to it that casted on the valley from above the mountains that had a little snow decorated on them. The valley of Gonden wasn't a land of heavy winter, it sure snowed here but not much as compared to other places. The clan was roaring with humanity. The kids were running around, chasing each other. A shepherd leading his flock nearby the valley within the tall grass that swayed with the wind.The clan market was bustling with people and within that market was a famous tea house filled with people. In the corner of that tea house sat a couple.Ragnar and Sasha.Though among commoners they still lo
Her drenched figure bounced on the king-sized bed as a gasp escaped her lips. Before Sasha could catch her bearings he was already on top of her, devouring her neck with rough, open-mouthed kisses."Ahhh," She moaned, her hands shot up to his shoulders. Trying to pull away but he didn't even budge, instead he tightened his grip on her waist. If she knew he would get jealous like this she wouldn't have asked the guard to practice with her but then again it was her fault because she forgot how possessive he could be."Ahhh, calm down," She breathed, her chest heaving up and down as he continued to brutally devour her neck. His wet silver strands stuck to his back as water dripped down his chin and clothes. He was really going to make a mess out of her and she knew there was no way back.Ironically, she wanted that to happen. How badly she had gotten used to him.He grabbed her neck and looked down at her, a fury of jealousy dancing in his eyes as he growled against her face. "Calm down?
*A week later* "Drink." Ragnar commanded rather sternly as he put the glass filled with blood in front of Sasha on the breakfast table. For the past week she had been sick because of the turning process and was now finally out of bed. Though she was craving blood but her mind still hadn't processed that she was a vampire and needed to drink this nasty shit to go on."Ewww!" Sasha made a puking face making Ragnar narrow his eyes on her rather comically."I've never seen such a vampire like you." He said almost sounding disappointed and she glared at him. "Well now you see." She said, sounding exactly like him. They were picking each other's traits. Ragnar blinked several times with a constant narrow gaze, telling her he wasn't playing around. "Drink or you will fall sick again." He said and her eyes widened. "Vampires get sick too?" Sasha said and he sighed. "You just did, silly." He said. "It's like raising a child." He whispered under his breath and she heard him. She glared at him
"Can you give me a favor?" Sasha asked.Sasha placed a bouquet of roses on the grave with the tombstone having the name Rayla carved on it with gold. Once she placed the bouquet, she straightened up and stepped back, staring at the two graves of Rayla and Leona. Ragnar buried them in the royal graveyard of the Kastron Kingdom. A sigh escaped her lips as she closed her eyes and joined her hands together, praying for their peace in the afterlife as Fiona who was standing beside her did the same.Once they were done, they finally let their hands fall to their side as they quietly gazed at the two graves now having flower bouquets placed on them by Sasha."Why did you want to come here?" Fiona asked, the wind blew past them making their hair twirl around it. "You seem to look quite interested in the shattered stone as well." Fiona said what she noticed about Sasha yesterday. Sasha smiled softly, gazing down at the graves with a hint of sadness in her eyes."I had a dream of them." Sash
A week later*In the dining hall during lunchtime."Here, eat more," Ragnar said, putting five more chicken wings on Sasha's plate. Her eyes widened. She was already struggling to finish the previous wings he had put on her plate. "Mm, no way." She said, putting the cleaned bone on the plate and sliding the plate away. With his fingertips, Ragnar slid the plate back in front of her. "You haven't eaten much. You need to increase your appetite." "My appetite is enough for someone like me," Sasha replied, sliding the plate away."And someone like you is too weak for your own good," Ragnar said, sliding the plate back in front of her as he gulped down some blood that was resting in his glass."That barely made sense," Sasha said and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief."It did to me," Ragnar said and Sasha sighed. He was always up for an argument. For the past few days, they had gotten closer and Sasha never thought there would be a time that she would enjoy being with him instead of fe
Sasha gripped the bedsheet for her dear life. Even the strong headboard of the bed was hitting the wall violently because of his brutal thrust. She felt completely overstimulated and overwhelmed while being under him like that as he took her like a beast in heat. "Ahh sl-slower," She could barely manage to let a few words out. "Huh? Faster?" He asked, a devilish smirk plastered on his handsome features as he went even faster making her eyes widen. She was a moaning and trembling mess. All she could do was lay under him and take it till it was over.At this point it wasn't even painful, it was just too much pleasure for her to handle. She felt like she would go unconscious. "Ahhh," She cried out in pleasure, his grip tightening on her waist as he went harder. Her legs that were on his shoulder, powerlessly fell down between the curve of his arms.Sasha gripped the bedsheet even tighter, her body was completely wrecked under his control. He was claiming her to his heart's content. He
"You know what? Fuck everything and bon appetit." He kissed her chest making her gasp.Sasha put her trembling hands on his shoulders when he began to pull the string of her dress with his teeth. His hands went inside her gown and squeezed her soft thighs. He'd be exploring her body before she could. She might have a lot of scars from the last battle and she doesn't even know how hideous they might look.He pulled the gown up till her stomach, exposing her bare legs and undergarment to his hungry eyes. He squeezed her thighs while his teeth continued to pull the strings of her gown."Hmm you have weakened." He said while massaging her thighs. Of course, she had. She was asleep for a year with no proper meal or exercise. "No worries, I know how to fatten you up." He mused and began to plant open-mouthed kisses on her neck making her whimper and moan. "The smell of your blood is delicious." He growled, licking the area where her pulse was beating. He wanted to suck her blood but restra
"Your husband, Ragnar. He is back."Her fast footsteps echoed in the corridor, the maids immediately made way for their queen as she sprinted past them while holding onto her floral sleeping gown that she hadn't changed from. The drums got louder the more she got nearer to the main terrace of the castle. Her steady heartbeat now thumping abnormally in her chest.The anticipation was gnawing at her flesh.Sasha opened the door of the main terrace from where she could have a clear look of him entering. Her hands grabbing the railing and body moving forward as she stared at his caravan.Her eyes shone even brighter when the sun rays struck them. Before her was her Ragnar, he sat proudly on his stallion. His silver locks which he had cut short were now back to their longer length, they swayed in the air giving his overwhelmingly handsome presence some extra points. He was walking towards the main door of the castle and right above that main door was the main terrace where Sasha stood.He
PRESENT AUTHOR POVThe birds danced around the Kastron castle, chirping in delight. The fresh sun rays cast a beautiful glow on the darkness of the castle, some of the rays seeping through the curtains that shadowed the within of the castle.The wind played around, caressing the curtains and making them flutter. Within that peace of the castle, laid Sasha on her King-sized bed. The pillow beneath her head drenched as tears streamed down her temples. She looked like she was having a bad dream but the tears soon stopped streaming when her eyes slowly opened, taking the first thing in her sight that was the Royal ceiling.Her gaze danced around the room and she realized that she was in their room. Her and Ragnar's room but the latter was nowhere to be seen. "Agh," with a groan spilling out of her lips, she slowly sat up on the bed, her gaze still dancing around the room. It seemed to her that she hadn't been here for so long. Sasha looked down at her drenched pillow and then back at h