Dark wings suddenly wrap around your frame as Aurelius holds you in his arms. The moment you'd stepped out of the ballroom, Aurelius made sure to keep you wrapped up and covered. The only thing now barricading you from the world around you are the feathery wings he calls his own. Once you're out of everyone else's sight, you're only allowed to be in his. That's the rule he's made for you. The day you first met him, crying on the grounds outside of your palace after being thrown out from heaven, you'd pitied him. You'd taken him in, cared for him. And what did you get in return? A possessive, greedy, cunning bastard. You should've ran the moment you found out why he was condemned in the first place.

"I told you to not wander out. I told you that you couldn't escape me, Your Highness," he whispers, pressing his lips into your hair as he holds you close to him. You'd done well in hiding from him for a few weeks, but he's found you again. Now he won't ever let you go. Not until he's satisfied. And Aurelius could never be satisfied with you, not ever.