And what exactly has given you such confidence that you see yourself as my queen?

Sophia's anger surged to new heights when she saw Ragnar's reaction. He simply stood there, staring at her with a calm, almost detached expression that did not betray any concern for her escalating frustration.

This lack of response did not sit well with Sophia at all, driving her to the edge of her patience, and she felt an overwhelming urge to lash out even more.

"Have you come here merely to accuse me of indifference towards you?" Ragnar finally retorted, his voice laced with frustration.

"If you have finished, I must be going. I have far more significant matters to address than to endure your endless grievances."

"Don't dodge the issue, Ragnar! Answer my question! What are your true intentions?!" Sophia demanded, her eyes burning with intensity as she fixed him with a sharp glare.

Ragnar paused, meeting her gaze with a measured look, the air between them charged with tension.