So far everything went according to plan. No one knew who she was. Her helmet covered her face, only revealing her eyes. No one suspected a thing. Except Prince Aric. She could see the doubt in his eyes. He knew that something wasn’t right. He stood in the colliseum across from her, sword and shield in hand. Loose strands of his blond hair were caught with the swift breeze, whipping around his face as he stared at her. When their eyes met, Raina almost turned the other way and left. Something about them made her feel torn between getting lost in his gaze or hiding from it. “Who are you?” Raina swallowed as he searched her eyes. He was as handsome as she remembered from that special night years ago. Too late to back out now. She gave him a wink and drew two swords that crisscrossed behind her.
