After riding 5 weeks to collect you, Killian entrusted your safety to Knight Brahmwell, letting you ride with the knight.

Seeing how you grew so close to the knight, it irked him. Watching you whisper to Brahm all day, he knew you didn’t care for him the way you did the knight.

“I see the way you look at him,” Killian growled, barging into your tent, “You’re my betrothed, do I need to put the ring on your finger now to remind you of that? Or maybe cuffs would be better?”