Although he was sitting while his tall counterpart was standing, Marquis Leon still managed to stare down at him with thinly veiled contempt, while Dahlia listened attentively from between his thighs, her presence and activity further emphasizing just how little regard her master had for the man before him.
"I'm not the fool you think I am if you expect me to believe such drivel."
"The evidence is compelling. By all accounts he treats his slave as if she were his wife, and I already presented to you the evidence of his involvement in the destruction of two beast-kin restaurants," the second captain of the guards replied evenly while gesturing towards the stack of papers he'd placed on Leon's desk.
"This steaming pile of fresh manure? You can take it and eat it, for all it is worth," Leon huffed while making a shoeing motion at the documents, which, accidentally or not, happened to collide with them and send them flying into the air.
