All that mattered was that the kisses were means to an end for Grindelwald. Houses, money, loyalty... kisses could buy those things. Kisses were interesting things in that way. Queenie Goldstein, it seemed, did not need to be bought. She was already loyal. She was already hard-working. But, like Vinda, she was beautiful, and she was Grindelwald's. And sometimes he just wanted to play with the things that were his. Sometimes he just wanted to toy with the beautiful creatures who clung to him, like drowning victims clutching to flotsam, ripe for a kiss. ********************************************* Nurmengard Castle. Queenie is serving Grindelwald and discovers that her happiness lies in her liberation from the mundane life she's left behind. Exploiting Queenie's new eagerness, Grindelwald decides to avail himself of his beautiful new servant -- after all, physical contact is just manipulation and satisfaction. But surrounding events complicate what should be simple, and Grindelwald finds himself far more attracted to Queenie than he'd expected to be. Crimes of Grindelwald-compliant.