“You’re not allowed to harm me,” says the heir.
“You think that matters? You’re just a second-born spare!” sneers the lord who was to be the heirs ally, blade held to the heirs throat “I’ll save us all the trouble and kill you here- what can you do to stop me?”
“Nothing,” says the heir “But xe can.”
The mercenary brings the weighted end of xir spear on the turncoats head. Ze does not get up.
“Bitch.” says the mercenary.