Chapter 213: I am your Queen and also your slave

"What's on your mind, Sophia?" Ragnar asked.

"I wanted to be the one to crown you, and I believe only the Queen should have the honor of touching your beautiful head, Your Majesty."

Understanding the significance of her request, Ragnar nodded solemnly and gestured for all the attendants to leave the room.

"You can leave."

As Sophia approached, her movements graceful yet purposeful, ready to perform this ceremonial duty for the man she deeply respected.

Ragnar settled onto the bench, his reflection staring back at him in the ornate mirror. Sophia moved around him with practiced grace, her hands deftly adjusting his hair and attire to perfection.

Sophia carefully brushed Ragnar's hair. Her fingers gently running through its platinum strands. Each stroke was deliberate, a moment of intimacy amidst the bustling preparation for the grand event.