"My queen, a few more things in my chamber won't cost much." He leans further into you, running his fingers down your arm. "Unless... you don't love me anymore. I would hope I'm worth that effort still." He coos, a small pout on his lips.

You know what Golt is like, you have since you met him. He's the most two faced drone you know, and one who doesn't seem to comprehend how little he actually does to 'earn' all of his things.

But still, you can't deny how fun it is to see him pout, and how adorable he is when his eyes shine with a new possession in his hands.

"My queen, don't make me beg." Golt mews.