Looks like you didn’t have anything to worry about, Big Bad.” That husky laugh follows the words from earlier and I pry my eyes open to see my redheaded friend from the bar with her arms around Le Voleur de Sang as she rides the most fearsome killer in the underworld piggyback. My jaw drops and I can’t even form words when I see the sophisticated, ruthless assassin grinning boyishly at me. “You were right, as always, my little Tailfeather. Her Royal Highness can definitely take care of herself… though it appears she allowed someone to assist this time.”
