You had just left Dainsleif to go on a mission with someone else instead of himself. You asked him if he was fine with it and he seemed fine, but deep inside he was boiling with rage. He wanted you all for himself. He hated when you were with someone else. The next time you saw him he looked… different…—“From now on, you’re mine. Do you understand me?” He said with a jealous and possessive look on his face.