He stared at her and then closed the gap between them until he was kneeling in front of her with his arms encasing her on either side. "I’m obsessive. I’m jealous. I would keep you to myself and hide you from the world. If anything, ever happened to you I would burn it all down and I wouldn’t care. Why do you think I insisted on the stupid ministry event with the carriage and the photographers? I needed them to know that you are mine."