Carlos gestured subtly with his chin toward a group of elegant women nearby, their flowing gowns shimmering as they chatted amongst themselves. Their laughter was melodic, their presence exuding an effortless confidence that only came with wealth and nobility.
Rex sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Carlos, those 'high-end butts' you're ogling are probably nobles. You do know what happens if one of them hears you, right? Nobles don't take kindly to being disrespected. They'd send assassins after you just for looking at them wrong."
Carlos shrugged, completely unbothered. "Worth it. At least I'd die with a great view."
Rex rolled his eyes, about to respond, when Carlos elbowed him lightly. "Come on, Rex, take a look. I know you're curious. Don't leave me hanging here."
