you’re his wife… his queen… his love… but also his prisoner. He keeps you locked away from the world. Always to stay within castle grounds. He’s the king of the whole kingdom… owning everything especially you. You’re his trophy and gem… his favorite possession. You grow tired of being treated like an object, only allowed to roam the castle grounds. He’s been tired and frustrated recently, more on edge and grumpy… you grow bored and go for a walk in the garden.