Comfortable seat
"What made you think we are pirates?" Mirabella asked calmly.
Badran sneered. "The man who called you 'daughter' looks nothing like a noble, not to mention the two men with fake eyeballs and the tall man with a wooden stump attached to his leg. And let's not forget—what kind of noble carries such an ugly monkey around with them? Your group doesn't need much assessing to figure out where you belong—pirates."
Pipo, who had been ridiculed by the man, was about to lunge forward to scratch his face, only to be pulled back by Toby.
He paused, his tone turning haughty as he added, "Though I do wonder what a young woman like you is doing with them." His insinuation was clear, and the crowd murmured in understanding.
Mirabella frowned. "Just admit it, you're looking for an excuse to avoid apologizing to the lady," she said firmly.