With an intense glare and shady breath, Dav's grip on Seth's neck became firmer by the second. He hated being reminded that Eliza was only given to him because she was used to strengthen the relationship between the two races.
It doesn't matter, as long as she was called his wife… as long as he was able to kiss the hell out of her and shove his fingers into her hole. All that matters was that he was the only one allowed to do that. She was his queen and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
Meanwhile, Seth did not attempt to free himself from Dav's grip. It was as if he knew that Dav didn't have the heart to kill him and it would only be a matter of time before Dav let go of him.
