Desires of Submission

As the years passed by, my visions became more prominent, or rather more intimate.
"I'm blindfolded, with my knees bent,
His fingertips gliding over my skin, with each touch, igniting sparks I never knew existed,
I thirst for it with my very being,
I want more than what I desire,
He is a burning inferno, enthralling me into his blazing fire,
He lured me in , knowing that I'll be turned to ashes,
Yet I've chosen him, my soul following him like a moth drawn to a flame,
Loving the destruction he's kept in store for me.
He is like a slow poison creeping through my veins, killing me softly, my breathing heavier everytime I'm near him, burning me up.
Offering my ultimate submission unto him, my soul intertwined with his,
I'm a slave to his heart, willingly surrendering myself at his feet, my desires of submission, and an ethereal feeling. Love."

I woke up from my dream, for the first time, I had a conversation with the mysterious man who haunted me for fifteen years in the forms of vision. I couldn't take them anymore. I did the one thing which I shouldn't have... Run.

For 26 year old Kaltain Charis , visions about her mysterious run from a group of people with glowing eyes, send shivers down her spine. And the dreadful part is, it's been chasing her from the time she was 11.Fast forward to 15 years, she still cannot shake it off. With her ancestral onyx locket reminding her of her mother's dying words that still ring in her mind as if it was yesterday "You are the bride of Ragnar, you are his Salvis Gratia. Cum invenit, nisi eum", that is her only source of answer.Ragnar.
Can Kaltain Charis save this mysterious blue eyed man, who haunted her dreams in the form of visions. Why is she his saving grace. Above all who is Ragnar?