"What a shameless woman…" Arthur murmured under his breath, his jaw nearly dropping as he stared toward the woman standing proudly in the arena. She looked young.. barely nineteen or twenty at most and yet she had spoken without even a hint of hesitation, even when knowing her words would be echoing across this entire colosseum and entire coloessium spectator's would listen to her.
His initial shock quickly turned into alarm.
He had been relieved only moments ago, convinced he had finally found a way to pull his sister out of this absurd political situation. But now now another woman had appeared, boldly inserting herself into the heart of the competition, not to win glory or rewards, but to demand a place beside the king himself?
If this went through, she wouldn't just be some contestant anymore. She would stand in the same position as royalty. As family.. And if she given the birth.. wouldn't her son be same position as him and sister?
Arthur clenched his teeth.
