Through the veil of passionate madness, I did not even understand when Kalle picked me up in his arms. We moved into the room. To bed. His palms slid over my bare skin, pulling up the hem of my dress.

His lips... I had no idea that kisses could be so... so tender and hot. The silence in the room was broken only by our faltering breathing, as if one for two.

I could no longer think, only feel. Feel your man. How long I waited for him, how much I desired him. Loved.

Yes, I loved Kalle... not Frodi.

With a muffled groan, the dragon laid me on the...