Following Katarina's absolute domination of the economic battlefield, the Montecardi estate hadn't been this loud in years.
Possibly decades. Possibly ever, if you factored in Marga's voice, which carried like cannon fire and was currently describing some sort of story that did not sound as fun as she was making it out to be.
"—so the bridge is ON FIRE, right, fully engulfed, and the priestess is standing on the other side completely naked because her robes caught a spark and she panicked and threw them off, and Brynn, absolute genius that she is, says 'I'll catch you' and the priestess JUMPS—"
"She jumped!" Brynn confirmed from across the yard, three drinks deep and grinning like a woman who'd won something she didn't know she'd been competing for.
"—and Brynn catches her, and the bridge collapses behind them, and then the priestess looks at Brynn and says 'you can put me down now' and Brynn says 'I'd rather not' and—"
"I was being CHIVALROUS!"
