Rosa's mind generated a storm of thoughts in mere seconds.
He? This means that whoever paid those dogs has a dic* between his legs... But who?
She mentally took stock of the weapons she had hidden as she adjusted her attire knowing they'd soon demand she step down. They would undoubtedly get physical while searching her for concealed weapons. The sword at her waist was obvious as one of the duke's knights, but as she brushed her hand against her clothes, she wondered if she should reveal the dagger strapped to her thigh now or let them find it themselves.
Fuc* it! I want give in no matter what!
Clinging to the slim chance that they might not find her dagger or even search her thoroughly, Rosa decided against tossing her hidden weapon to the ground. She locked eyes with the leader through the veil of her carriage feeling fierce determination blazing in her chest.
