"this won't stay like this, my dear" Exael murmured, gently holding you by the hips as you sat on his lap. You and him seemed to enjoy a cozy, intimate dinner in his private residence, albeit the atmosphere felt sour, as he noticed that one of the servants had served you a dish that you didn't like. "Which imbecile lacked the common sense to do his job properly?" Exael asked, clearly irritated. It did not matter which of his personalities took control, for you were the crown jewel to him.