A dark smile, self satisfied and just a touch malicious, settled onto his face. Despite his usual easy going attitude, it seemed just at home as his earlier reassuring smiles and grins. "I called her what she was and she did not take kindly to the truth." And then he might have thrown fire at her...which got him in all sorts of trouble that he should have avoided. Imenry might yell at him, but he would deserve it because it was a frightfully idiot move on his part.
It was rare that Brennan's temper was roused, but when it did come out to play, it did not play nice. He elaborated, adding, "I called her an over dressed bitch, and told her that her litter of brats came from different fathers. Of course, it came out even better in Orlesian." There was some amount of relish in his voice and he sounded very proud of himself.
Finally, his expression fell into something a bit more sheepish as he came clean with the rest of the story, "And then I threw some fire at her carriage, and she called the Templars. How was I supposed to know that she was a part of the royalty? She had the face of a fishwife!"