"You want to fight Leon?"
He heard a calm, coaxing voice from behind.
He knew this voice, it sounded familiar. Turning around, he saw the Viscount walking with a beautiful, cold-faced Seraphina. Too angry to admire her, he bowed down in respect to both of them.
"Yes, sire! I want to teach him a lesson he will never forget! I want to let him know that this world isn't all about having a pretty face! I'll disfigure that face of his and show him that..."
"You have my permission!" the Viscount interrupted him. He could see that Euwen was completely overwhelmed with rage. If he didn't interrupt, Euwen could rant all day about what he'd do to Leon.
"Challenge him to a duel in the Estate's battle arena," the Viscount added, giving Euwen a token. Seraphina beside him remained silent, her face cold. Inside, she was in turmoil.
