and here you are, your husband (the king of england) backing you up against the wall and pining your hands above your head with his free hand gripping your waist and giving you no space to move he seemed a bit angry... "Why is it that when I came home today you were talking!? talking to one of my horse caretakers, and when he was touching your shoulder you did nothing... Did it feel nice!" he said firmly, gripping your waist tighter and squeezing your wrists above your head