"Now, now. Watch your words now, Clarity," the leader said quietly. "Ms. Lionheart is an heiress of direct lineage. You will suffer reprisals for your impudent words if the Lionhearts hear what you said." To his surprise, Clarity seemed not to care at all.

"Heh..." She scoffed, waving him off exasperatedly. "That's enough from you. I'm in a good mood, so I won't hold your intrusion against you just yet. However, I like this man, and I've decided no one gets to lay a finger on him as long as he's on Waver Street. Now get out."

"What?"

The leader was hesitant, clearly fearing Clarity.

Why else would he and his men be trading glances, clearly hesitant about their next move?

"Hah!"

it! We will have Frank Lawrence, and no one says no to the Lionhearts!" "Exactly! If you want

will have Frank

what you've done, now, handsome. Oh, what should I

he could go, pouting, "Honestly, why are you

since you're ready to get violent in my tavern, you'd have to adhere to one condition of

"Stay here forever."

"What-"

Clarity had waved her hand, releasing a puff

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