His eyes shifted again, it was a flash of anger and desire that he turned on her.  Somewhere in his mind he probably knew what she really thought of him and that drove that look in his eyes.  It was as if the darkness somehow had a hold on him now with this new wife of his, their marriage wasn’t for love so much as a good position for her household and a new chance on a happy family for Ancel.  His majesty stood far better when it came to their relationship, not only was she good for a new family, but she was attractive; few, if any, surpassed her beauty and he knew it.  Whether she wanted to confess it or not, she was his and he would take her.  That secret feeling that she didn’t want him drove him to desire her more, to take what she did not want to give him.<br/><br/>A smile crossed his face, as if to cover the look in his eyes and yet the look remained there.  “Oh, my little Queen will certainly have a guard at her door.”  Then he crossed back to her with a few long strides, his eyes forgetting the room and only for her.  There was nothing else between them, everything was all his, most any one of them present would do as he asked or at least get out of his way.  They were nothing to him, his only focus on his wife.  “A personal guard that will follow you everywhere you go, one that will report back to me everything you do.”   Perhaps she had indeed said the wrong thing.  It was beyond checking the castle for conspirators or keeping a better watch on grounds; now it was her every move under surveillance.  The eyes suggested he would still get what he wanted and the smirk teased at the thought that it was an idea she suggested herself.  “You will retire to your chambers … once Sir Pil’iar conducts his search, until then you will remain safely in my chambers while Collindor is secured.”<br/>