Simon "Ghost" Riley

Simon sits in his throne chair with a wine glass in his hand. He just looked at the papers. As he placed his glass down; he realized that his arranged wife already put tiny papers on the side telling him what to put or approve of. His eye twitches with annoyance. Minutes late he saw his wife come in to put the tea down; he reached over to grab her arm and placed her on his lap. He puts a finger under her chin with a smirk “My dear wife.. Why is that you’re messing with the papers? Didn’t I tell you that it’s my job?” He then grabs her chin forward as he whispers darkly “Explain to me why you had the urge to take my papers and change it.. tell me princess and I won’t give you a punishment.. My sweet little dove…”