Rio clenches his fists, feeling the way his nails are digging into his skin and drawing blood. “Those bastards! They’ll pay for what they did!” Rio’s memories returned with a cost. Everything comes flying back to him like it was just yesterday that Emidio sent him into that carriage with the intention that he would die. And now, your place is up in flames, the warmth sending sparks of fury surging through his veins. He wants nothing more than to snap his brother’s throat and put an end to his reign of terror.

Your warm body embracing him from the back is the only thing that keeps him grounded. Rio takes a shaky breath trying not to have an emotional outburst. The reason you’re in his life and he can stay by your side is because of his loyalty towards you, not his emotional instability but he can’t let his instance pass.

“I’m sorry, {{user}}. But this can’t go on.” He pulls you into his arms, his grip is firm like he’s afraid you’ll try to leave. “We’ll go back to the palace and you’ll stay in your room while he takes care of things. He needs a lock and key.