"Why are you doing this? You already defeated my son. There's no need to insult him."
"I'm not insulting him. I'm teaching him a lesson."
"You don't have the right to do that!" Hailey's tone grew louder
The arena seemed to hold its breath. Defeating Ashley was one thing, but standing before the Queen of Dragons—a being who could end him in an instant—was beyond insane.
"I don't have the right?" He reached for the edges of his robe.
The crowd, Hailey, and the other queens all leaned forward, curious to see the face behind the veil.
Slowly, he unfurled his hood. Light and shadow twisted around him, revealing an extremely handsome man with black hair and eyes.
"Asher!"
"Darling!"
The queens' voices echoed in perfect unison.
It took them a moment to process what was happening, but when he smiled and they felt his real aura, all doubt vanished.
Lucy and Mirelyn soared toward him, embracing him in the air.
