“Tough night, Rigo?”
Rigo had stolen the Baron’s ceremonial scepter—not for coin, but because the Baron laughed at his boots during the harvest feast. Petty? Absolutely. Satisfying? Immeasurably. knave ballbust
She released his ankle, picked up the scepter, and wiped it on his doublet. “Good knave.” “Tough night, Rigo