"Mmhm." River sighs. "The writings on 'em I've been able to read suggest they're real pricks too. Compelled to feed on vice and misery or face starvation and death, which is a hell of an incentive to start with, and then they've got," ever seen one-handed jazz hands, Valids? "Royaltyyyyy. There's been a few attacks already, and attempts to kill the princes in person that I've been able to observe...didn't...wwwwwoooooorrrrrrrkkkkkkkk...."

River's still kicking that pumpkin-headed bastard's ass if he comes around again next year. Absolutely let her down. Fuck that guy.