"Threaten me?"
While Shard was chatting with Angelina, a middle-aged noble wearing a cowboy hat, but actually an Earl, who had been leading the second group, suddenly slowed down. He and his female companion kissed on horseback, veering towards a roadside slope, with their hands starting to touch indescribable areas.
What they were going to do next, Shard didn't know, because he had already passed them, inexplicably moving up a place.
"I know, it must be that Sister has something on you, so she's blackmailing you, right? Like—"
The Little Princess sitting in front of Shard continued, then pinched her throat and said:
"Knight, you wouldn't want your cat to suddenly disappear, would you?"
She tried hard to imitate Lecia's voice, and Shard wasn't sure which thing shocked him more.
He only heard laughter and teasing from others behind him, then the Earl's cursing from the slope below, growing fainter with distance:
