Because everything about you—your honor and even your flaws—are mine to embrace. My place is both above your head and beneath your feet, Your Majesty. I am your Queen and also your slave in love.
— Sophia
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"Shall we head to the main hall, Your Majesties? Everyone is eagerly awaiting your presence."
"Yes."
He cradled his daughter close, marveling at how quickly she was growing. He looked at Sophia with a nod, signaling her to move swiftly.
Sophia smiled warmly, slipping her arm through Ragnar's.
"Let's go," she said softly, guiding him as they walked together down the ornate hallway.
Passing by, they became the center of attention, with whispers and nods following their every step.
Anara giggled in Ragnar's arms, her eyes wide with curiosity as they approached the grand hall.
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