The referee's announcement declared him the winner, and the match was over.
Just like before, he climbed up to the top floor by jumping from each level. This time, however, the only reaction he was getting from the nobles was fear—visible and raw on their faces.
It seemed that directly killing the Duke's eldest son had terrified those who had been snickering just moments before, when he won against Emily.
Hmm… I love the look on these bugs' faces now. All that swagger, reduced to a puddle of fear. Satisfying.
Once he arrived back at his spot, Seraphine greeted him with a smile. She felt refreshed by how he had brutally dealt with Malverick. Her love for him was overflowing at this moment, yet she knew she couldn't do anything right now—because of the pests who were currently eyeing them.
Once the dust settled, she would have him all to herself—and she intended to savor every moment.
