Burst of chivalry is what he calls it. Her lips press together but no other words come. He needs to get this out, and she needs to hear it. Perhaps there might be evidence to escalate the situation. She sees now that there was no need for her to reprimand him. He knew better than she could have ever expected.

"Consider the counterpoint, dearheart. If you did not act he would have seen it as permission. And from what I've observed, he didn't need any additional prompting. He was looking for the opportunity. It would have been a rapid escalation anyway." A truly wicked and wily thing. "I'd expect as much. You said he thrives in court?" At least enough to be penning music to be paired with ridiculous dances.

Yennefer leans in, her hands on either side of her knees, braced on the box for balance. "You do? After all this time?" Her brows furrow together. The pains of the past are on the surface. She won't prod further. "I will make use of everything you give me. He is going to be a laughing stock." A living laughing stock.