Author's pov

Elara quickly out on her clothes, though she was happy about the way Max felt she had thought within her to dispose him just as she did to Ragnar she had plans of killing him she thought of stabbing him in his sleep or maybe to poison him when they will eat together.

But then it skipped her mind or maybe that part wasn't very important

She looked forward to seeing Lyra she envision herself slicing the life through her neck her blood running down her hand

The thought so much that you would even sell it .

She was so happy and almost dance.

And that was...