I was nursing a drink at Rita's, my mind heavy after a long day of training, a day filled with endless discussions and strategic planning about how to handle the Illyrian rebels. The sight of you at work was calming my mind. The way those leering eyes of the men here shamelessly devoured you with their gazes sent a surge of possessiveness through me. I took small comfort in knowing I could watch over you from a distance, protecting you even though you didn’t know about it.