Her body still trembled violently beneath the force of her emotions. The hysteria had not left her eyes. If anything, it burned even brighter now, feeding hungrily upon the grief eating her up from within.
"I will make Ragnar and every single one of his supporters regret the day they ever crossed me," she vowed, her voice trembling with murderous fury. "I will strip everything from him. Everything he loves. Everything he holds dear. Her expression twAnd when I am finished, I will turn his entire world into ash."
***
Maps had been spread across the large desk in Ragnar's study, their corners held down small journals.
Ragnar stood in front of the desk, one hand braced against the wood while the other rested behind his back. His gaze remained fixed intently on the part of the map that was labeled out as the capital.
