Elizabeth's POV
I have been dancing with the king of gypsies all night. Marco and I have clicked. I know that I fell in love with the moment that I saw him arriving on his big black horse. I am glad I am over, Arnold, and I do not want ever to see Arnold again. He made me miserable, and he made me into someone I am not. I am a hunter. I am not a murderer. He wanted to turn me into a child's murderer. How can I kill the twins while I am a hunter? It is against everything that hunters stand for. We do not kill children. We will not kill our biggest enemy's children. It's against the code of the hunter. I do not want this night to end, as I do not want Marco to go home and walk out of my life. I am sure he feels the same, but we are a gypsy and a hunter. Will his people accept me? Will they
