Natalia helplessly bit her lips. It was her first loss and she felt crap about it. It seemed this lowly lady had a full background check on her. She came prepared.
Feeling competitive, she wandered her eyes around to distract herself, a group of ladies came into view, at the same time, putting an idea inside her brain.
Let see how you handle noble ladies, then; her calm yet fierce gaze answered Elizebeth's challenge.
A burst of short laughter, vibrated inside her body, sending a signal to Duke Tita.
She is entering the battlefield; Duke Tita understood the signal. "Very well, I wish not to disturb a lady and a gentleman." He put on a business smile. "My rose, let me show you your resting place." His intonation somewhat changed sweetly to her.
"Okay. My legs are hurting, my duke." Her soft voice thrusting inside them three without their consent, flaming the rage inside Natalia.