Orpheus' dual-coloured gaze narrowed, but the man wasn't entirely doing a good job at intimidating her. Now that his men weren't around, the lady was in charge and whatever she demanded, he would obey.
"Of course it isn't the only weapon I have, my lady," Orpheus said, his lips twitching into a proud curve."
Lady Karina set her hands on her hips, nearing the end of her patience. Her nose scrunched a little as she craned her head to look up at him. "Then you may leave your claymore behind and still have weapons to protect yourself."
And what would the man need weapons for either way? He was the wielder of fire and ice magic, two deadly elements, so she didn't quite see the need for him to carry any protection.
Orpheus mimicked her actions and set his hands on his hips as well, bending his head forward to look down at her. And oh, what a glorious view of her plump breasts he had from where he stood.
