The night before his wedding, Ragnar was distressed with lot of thoughts clouding his brain. He couldn’t stop thinking about Timandra and the first night that they spent together. The memory was still fresh niggling in his mind and it would haunt him for the rest of his life, he was certain.
There was no way he would forget about that night and he was sure no other woman would be able to take a place in his heart like Timandra had managed to do.
He remembered the piercing look that she threw at him. It sure did tug at his heart too painfully. He didn’t have to be a genius to know she was beyond heartbroken to see him with Princess Drina after sharing a passionate night together. He had noticed her eyes that shone like liquid crystals with tears. He wanted to launch himself at her and
