The guards surrounded Vesper on all sides. One had her chained wrists. Another had her waist. A third was trying to manacle her ankles, which were kicking with the force and rhythm of a woman who had apparently attended the same combat academy as a mule.
"SHE SPREAD HER LEGS FOR A CROWN, TRISTAN! THAT'S THE ONLY TRUTH!" Vesper bellowed at full volume. "A greedy, crown-chasing cumrag bartering her fuck-hole for power!"
Through the matebond, River's surprise hit Lucian like a slap.
It was clear she hadn't fully been listening until now and the vulgarity must have caught her off guard. The surprise reverberated through her magic hitting the audience and guards and the sympathy was immediate, overwhelming, and very bad news for Vesper Willow.
