"Let's cut to the chase. What do you want? Do you want to renegotiate terms for the orphanage or for our... agreement?" I ask him, annoyed at the way he had me frightened for a second.
He's so close to me I can see the sweat on his nose. But it doesn't last long as Emma shoves him out of my space with a curt, "Move, you weasel."
"Good day to you too, cousin," Jack greets Emma with a tilt of his imaginary hat.
My closest accomplice lets out a loud breath from her nose. "I told you not to call me that."
"My apologies, cousin," Jack says without missing a beat.
He turns back to face me with a cocky smirk, no doubt for managing to sneak into the palace. It's like he took special classes on how to piss people off in the fewest words possible. An absentminded glance gives me yet another reason to be angry with Jack.
This bold chap has just stolen two rings right off my hand.
"Give them back!"
"Give what back?" he asks, playing clueless.
