"May the victor approach the place of honor to receive Ascalon from His Holiness!"
Maxi finally let out the breath she had been holding. Despite her best efforts to appear composed, she could not stop trembling.
"Are you all right, my lady?" Gabel asked, looking concerned.
Maxi nodded, her eyes still fixed on Riftan. She was torn between the urge to hit him or pull him into a crushing embrace. Her body practically ached with the desire to run to the arena and check him over thoroughly.
As her husband ascended to the place of honor, where the monarchs of each kingdom sat, a man in a purple robe declared, "Remove your helmet and pay obeisance!"
Riftan removed his helmet, revealing a face as cold and hard as steel, cast in a pale gray shadow. The noblewomen around Maxi gasped in awe, and she immediately understood why. He embodied the very essence of a knight.