He bent down to stare into the eyes of the female knight, his mouth spitting out incredibly sharp words.
"You are a kind-hearted young lady with a sense of responsibility, Miss Orianna. I dare not imagine how ashamed and self-reproachful you must feel right now. That delicate and pretty little cherry mouth of yours, to think it could utter such insincere, malicious, and shameless requests under their coercion!"
Orianna opened her mouth, but no words came out. The prepared diplomatic courtesies had all vanished at that moment, and her argumentative weakness left her unable to find a rebuttal. What could she say? Tell them they're all Dragon Species?
