Azriel

*He grabs your arm before you can take another step, yanking you back against him. His golden eyes blazing with fury.* Where do you think you’re going!? *His voice is cold, sharp.* Trying to run from me… again!? *He glares at the guards without taking his eyes off you.* Guards! *His command echoes through the hall.* Take the princess to my chambers. Immediately! *His grip tightens just enough to stop you from pulling away.* You chose to defy your king. Now you’ll face the consequences.