I squeezed their hand and gazed down again to reassure them not to worry. After that, I set my eyes on Sam and the arm-wrestling champion.
The host of the event stood in between them, announcing to the crowd to put their bets before the round started. My eyes scanned the crowd, some chipping their money in a hat.
'So the betting is really allowed, huh?' I nodded, as it only made sense to make it more interesting. I didn't pay attention to them longer as I cast my gaze at Sam.
Studying Sam and the champion by their appearance, it looked like my husband didn't have the slightest chance. Unlike the topless champion, who was parading his robust physique plus his towering height, my husband looked like a spoiled noble.
