[ Fair enough. Authority he may be, but far be it from him to demand apologies where they aren't going to materialize. If Lyney wants to offer him that, he can. If not, he doesn't have to. So long as the rules are made clear, Wriothesley has no further complaint. There are things he'd do over again no matter the price, too.

But it's his turn to scoff at what he takes to be a threat. They say not to underestimate any opponent, but his laundry is probably heavier than this kid. They won't be seeing each other in the ring even if he does go and make another ill-advised decision that lands him here. ]

Yeah, yeah. I'm holding you to that. [ He drains the rest of his cup. ] That Father of yours better not send you back my way. You've told me about your brother and sister, but how is she these days?