"Who does he think he is? Grabbing you and ordering you around like he owns you." Lucious hissed in your ear.

Not that he mentioned you both served under the same commander. Or not to mention Lucious was more or less doing the exact same.

Even so, it lit a flame in his gut whenever you were dragged around like some showthing. Lucious had been boiling by the time your shift had met its end.

The groups of paladins waltzed back to the temple barracks like usual, shedding their armors and jewelry like second skins by the time Lucious pinned his sights on you.

His forearm now lay propped over the tiled wall behind you, caging you in. "I swear he's gonna make me tear this whole place up someday."