Damn it. She said please. Hannibal did growl a bit when she said what Drake wanted her for. King would need to be dead and in the ground for Drake to play tug of war with Abby's neck.
His free hand was rubbed over his face as he sighed a defeated sigh. "Fine. Fine. Whatever you want, princess. She gets out of line once and I shoot her in her fangs. Understand?"