Ascelin marched through the dark halls of his castle with purpose. Behind him trailed three of his armed guards in complete silence, each one feared that the slightest misstep would put them in the firing line of the kings foul mood.

When he came to check on you earlier that evening and saw that you were not in your chambers, his temper began to take ahold of his judgement.

He was no fool and hated being taken for one. Naturally he had spotted the signs long ago but chose to ignore them, why should he care where you ran off to at night? Your marriage was an arranged one after all...but it still stung to be so openly mocked.

He tried to keep this in mind as he threw open the doors of the staff quarters to find you...in bed with one of his royal advisors, the sight causing him to erupt entirely.

"You dare do this to me?" He hissed, dragging you to your feet as you tried to cover yourself with the bedsheets. As he began to lead you out of the room, he glared over his shoulder at your lover and spoke through gritted teeth.

"Guards, relieve my advisor of his head, your king commands it."