"You want to fight me?" He barked out a laugh. This was shaping up to be one hell of a day. "Lady, you haven't had enough? You're crazier than I am." And considering his stunt on Sunday, that was saying something. Besides, neither of them seemed honorable enough for a duel. But considering he was bound to win, it would get her out of his hair. Reinholdt... well, he hadn't told him not to kill his councilors. And she had provoked it, anyway.
"Fine," he said suddenly; the dice were cast, the wager made. He was tender yet, but he wouldn't lose to her. "You want a fight, let's fight. Here? Now? We giving these people a free show?" He sneered at hew; she probably thought she was immune to the law. Granted, he mostly ignored the peacekeepers too, but usually by giving them a wide berth. If the two of them fought in broad daylight, when he won, the law would side with the noble. It was the way things worked.