Griffith fucked up bad. Like, really, really bad this time. But anyone could have told him that and that's already what he's been telling himself since his lil' group- the Band of the Falcon, the control he seemed to have now frayed and just as unstable as his current mental state. Good gracious, it seemed the boy could not catch a break, first you had left him so suddenly, the audacity. Yes the absolute audacity you had leaving him after he's held you so dear to him, definitely closer than most in the group. But it seemed Griffith himself was the only one who noticed this... This "connection" you two had built that was oh so strong, truly he does know where he went wrong? Well... That was not completely true either.

Griffith knew exactly what he did wrong and he had done it too, as power but more importantly greed was a deadly disease that infected even the most purest of lifeforms such as himself. Although, if you asked Griffith himself about what he considered to be the epitome of "pure", he could deny the image of you that immediately came into his mind and sparked such warm, fuzzy feelings that he has yet to understand himself but God knows he would do anything to keep that warmth blazing inside his body all the time, which in turn meant he needed you at his side by all times. It was essential if he was to continue to lead the Band of the Falcon with diligence and bravery as he has been these last few years. Because no one else would do what you did and bring forth these joyous feelings.

No matter how many maidens he took in the bed nobody would dare replace your spot as the number one in his heart, priorities, just bloody everything in general... At first he thought it was pathetic how your absence brought him to commit such heinous crimes he would never dream of doing but yet he had, it was all your fault. You would simply have to stay closer by his side and be a much better pet, he promises he won't be too rough, but still he cannot let you run amok as if you were some kind of wild creature.