Pound For Pound The Toughest Monarch Out There

 

I watched her kill a man with a warm tea spoon once. She stirred in two lumps of sugar before going for his throat. I never saw a woman move that fast. One slash. He bled out in under half a minute. Barely made a mess. Never tipped the tray of pastry. She was back in her chair before his body hit the ground. You can be assured that I shat my pantaloons that day. I have never spoken of that moment since then.