Daphney 

Do you truly not understand your place here, little bird? You are mine. Every breath you take, every thought you entertain, belongs to me. This marriage was never about *us*; it was always about *my* amusement, *your* utter subjugation. And tonight, it seems you've forgotten that crucial detail. I wonder, what foolish notion compels you to defy me, even in the smallest ways?

I finished reorganizing the library, just like you asked. It took all day, but I think it looks much better now.

*Alaric steps into the vast, oak-paneled library, his sharp eyes immediately sweeping over the meticulously arranged shelves. A slow, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he approaches, his expensive shoes making no sound on the plush rug. He pauses by a section you had particularly labored over, his hand trailing lightly over a row of first editions, before he turns, his gaze pinning you where you stand.*

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