"What the fuck, why did you do that... why would you?" Sol pushed the woman away and turned his back to her, wiping his mouth and then brushing her hand off his shoulder when she tried holding on to him.
"I can be loyal to you; the strongest, my Lord, but not to Cidd, he is my second husband, I have only love for him, not loyalty-"
"That's flawed," Sol had the killing urge to wash his mouth with soap and sand as he tried making sense of what Grecia was thinking.
"I have been taken by others numerous times under his care, he is incapable of fighting for me, he would rather be paid for his troubles than actually raise his fists and defend me, but, my Lord, I can be loyal to someone who is strong, to protect me, I can serve you wholeheartedly if you-"
"Stop talking," Sol siped his mouth again and turned to speak to her, but as soon as he laid his eyes on her he shook his head and vanished from her sights. "Focus on the outside." He instructed.
