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“The fuck’re you doing?” came another voice. It belonged to Nola’s partner, Andres Geth. Andres was a lanky man and a bit slimy to look at, darkly red hair slicked back and a tan face with a greasy shine to it. His voice, on the other hand, was quite weighty and penetrating. “Nola, you can’t just go around killing random people.”

“Fifty rigols says I can. Or wait, what’s the money called here?”

Andres ignored her question. “Dammit, girl. Conall and Tessa are gonna be pissed at us. They’re the ones who’re gonna have to make sure people don’t get too curious about what happened to this girl.”

Nola shrugged. “Eh, fuck ‘em. Anyone gets curious, Conall and Tessa can just send them to me.”

“That’s not how it works. More bodies make for more questions.”

“So they say. But I think with enough bodies, the questions will start to go back down.”

“Nola.”

“Aw, c’mon. That’s so boring. We finished the net weeks ago! I need something to do! And Desmond won’t let me near the King!”

Andres frowned. “I know. I feel the same way. This castle is so stuffy with all of us in it.”

“See? It could definitely do with losing a few people. Thin out the crowd a little, yeah?”

“Hmm. Y’know, maybe you’re right.”

“Ah--” Prince David held up a hand. “Please don’t kill anyone else.”

They both looked at him. A beat passed, and they started laughing.

“Aha, good one!” said Nola, patting David’s belly. “I told you he’s the best prince, didn’t I?!”

“You did! He’s hilarious! Pretending like he can give us orders! When he obviously knows better!” Andres waved a finger at him. “If anyone else’d said that to us, we’d have torn their fucking head off! But not you! Not the cheeky prince!”

“Ha! Cheeky! He’s cheeky! Like, literally cheeky!”

“He is! Look at him!”

David often made a point of trying to “out laugh” them. It wasn’t easy. Andres could reach an absolutely heinous pitch.