Chapter 11

ELIZA’S POV “I challenge you to a duel. A tribute to win her favor.” The mystery man said to Derek, his sword drawn and aimed for my ex-husband’s jugular. Derek’s face went pale for a moment before he grimaced, shocked that the man had the audacity to challenge him to a fight because of me. His eyes were trained on the blade, watching for any sign of attacks but I could smell the hint of fear that radiated off him. His opponent was stronger. Derek wouldn’t stand a chance and he knew it. I smiled to myself, amused by the attempt of this man to do everything to win me over even if it meant cutting Derek down in the presence of our king. I couldn’t help but admire his boldness, even if I didn’t want blood spilled over me. His body was taut as his blade stood high and I could clearly see that he was strong. He looked impressive, wielding that sword regardless of who he was about to cut down for my hand in marriage. I stopped smiling, mentally berating myself for thinking of him in such a m