The key to the Thrown

I pushed him with all my strength and he only moved an inch. “And who are you for me to listen to you!? I don’t even know who you are. I don’t even know why I’m here! I don’t even know if Iusta Alaric is your real name. You want me to trust and blindly follow your orders when I barely even know who you are? Do I look stupid?” “A smart person wouldn’t walk out here and almost get shot with an arrow.” He spoke through his teeth, obviously very mad with me. “Fuck. You.” I tried to walk past him but he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back towards him. “Get off of me you psychopath!” I slapped his arms hoping he would loosen his grip, but it did nothing. I saw something snap in his eyes, “You want to know who I am? Hm, Louise? You really wanna know who I am?” “Yes! I would like to know who the man who keeps me locked up in his house is!” I screamed.