My words caused all the girls to freeze in silence. It was one thing to shout and preach about fighting. But the reality was never as romantic. If they could hide behind excuses before, my offer would expose their true nature.
If Claire truly believed her honor was worth fighting and dying for, she would accept. Otherwise, she would apologize and know she was full of crap.
Yvonne and Aisha both stood up, almost screaming as they came between their guildmate and me.
"Esteemed Patron, please forget what Claire just said, she is sick in the head."
"Patron, Claire's family situation is a bit of a mess, please forgive her rudeness."
I raised the 1911 and cocked the hammer, then pointed the gun at Yvonne's forehead.
"This is between Claire and me, get out of my way."
