ELIZA’S POV
“I challenge you to a duel. A tribute to win her favor.” The mystery man said to Derek, his sword drawn and aimed for my ex-husband’s jugular.
Derek’s face went pale for a moment before he grimaced, shocked that the man had the audacity to challenge him to a fight because of me.
His eyes were trained on the blade, watching for any sign of attacks but I could smell the hint of fear that radiated off him.
His opponent was stronger. Derek wouldn’t stand a chance and he knew it.
I smiled to myself, amused by the attempt of this man to do everything to win me over even if it meant cutting Derek down in the presence of our king.
I couldn’t help but admire his boldness, even if I didn’t want blood spilled over me.
His body was taut as his blade stood high and I
