Katheryn

As the room filled with the sounds of their labored breaths, Aragon and Ragna lay on the bed, their bodies still recovering from their passionate encounter. The dimly lit room was filled with an intoxicating mix of their scents, which lingered in the room. Their eyes locked as they basked in the afterglow of their shared desire. 

Catching his breath, Aragon broke the silence, his voice tinged with concern, "Do you know where Rhaet went?"

Ragna responded, her tone filled with disappointment, "He went to Ditrayn, not even bothering about the village. He took the tribesmen, Synnove and Ivar, with him. He showed no regard for the people of our village, the women, or anyone else." Ragna's words hung heavy in the air, her disappointment mirroring the weight of Aragon's concern. The Rhaet's long absence had left the village vulnerable and exposed to potential dangers.