"Never seen you lose it that quick!" Sanguine commented, her tone teasing yet amused.
"I know, right," Emmy nodded in agreement, still feeling the stares lingering on her back from the still-stunned crowd. They couldn't believe that a nobody, as far as they were concerned, had the guts to do that to a high noble. It was unheard of unless the person had a higher status than the noble.
'Tell me about it!' Sanguine added. Emmy, a loner for most of her life, always turned to Sanguine when things got tough. Her familiar was more than just a companion—she was her best friend, her confidante, the one she cried to when things became unbearable.
