Chapter 199

Darius’s gaze sharpened. “A duel for a person is barbaric.”

“A duel for permission,” Torin said. “If I win, I earn the right to court her again. With her consent. If I lose, I leave her alone. I will tear down the link with my own hands.”

Cormac’s eyes flicked to mine. There was a question there. Not about sides. About capacity. Could I live with either outcome.

Gael stepped closer to Darius, v