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“You can be surrounded by people and never feel like a single one truly knows you.”
“I open your heart to the woman who walks into your life. It is your responsibility to take care of your troll wife. You will keep her safe, keep her happy, and you will put her needs above all others. Even your own.”
Because he had the sneaky suspicion that if he caught anyone looking at his wife the way he had just been staring at her, he’d get into a fight. He’d rip their eyes out of their head if they saw what he did, even his own brother. Those were sights for his gaze only.
He wanted to kiss her. He’d wipe that snotty expression off her face and bring her down onto the bed of leaves at her feet. He’d ravage her right here in the forest until she screamed so loud the other trolls would hear her. All just to wipe that smug expression off her face. But she wouldn’t welcome that. Not when she was so angry at him.
He’d known it was a bad idea to be alone with her. But now that he’d discovered her ire, he found he rather liked her.
“Fear is what limits us. You can let it control your life, or you can control it. The choice is up to you.”
“She’s yours, Ragnar, more than I’ve seen in a hundred years. That woman was made for you and you for her.”
“I rarely go back on my word, but yes. You were born for me, fire hair. And so I will keep you.”
If she’d known this was what it was like to be a troll wife, she would have agreed to do it a long time ago.
