"And why should you think that meant I had a slow night?" he perked a brow as he thought back to the several times he had taken advantage of the girl. He crossed his arms and leaned against the bed post of his bed. He watched her casually as she finally retrieved clothing for him. She was angry with him and he found it entertaining. What could she do to him? What hope did she have against the king?
He took his time getting dressed. Once he had he closed the distance between them, fully invading her space. He forced her on the retreat until he had her pressed up against the stone wall. He placed his hands on either side of her, trapping her. "I do not appreciate insubordination." His voice was low, the threat clear. He brought a hand to her throat, but didn't squeeze. He trailed his fingers down lazily, tracing the flesh of her exposed chest. "You were out of line last night." He leaned in to whisper in her ear. "You deserve punishment for defying your king." He kept whispering. "What do you suggest?" he pulled back just enough so he could look her in the eye.