Knave Ballbust -

Rigo managed a laugh—high, hysterical, broken. “You wouldn’t. Captain of the Watch. Above reproach.”

He tried to stand. His legs said no . His testicles, currently trying to retreat into his lower intestine, also said no . knave ballbust

Vex didn’t smile. She simply looked down at the bulge in his tight leather breeches—a deliberate, arrogant outline he’d never bothered to conceal—and said, “You know the penalty for theft, little knave.” Rigo managed a laugh—high, hysterical, broken

She released his ankle, picked up the scepter, and wiped it on his doublet. “Good knave.” Rigo managed a laugh—high

“Language, knave.” She nudged his forehead with the toe of her boot, tilting his face up. Tears streaked his dirt-smudged cheeks. “The Baron’s scepter. In my hand. Now.”

She vanished into the keep.