Free Web NovelChapter 184: Chapter 184 Round Three - Queen of Fire 1
Amber’s POV
I had hoped I could do this in two rounds, but I knew somewhere deep inside I had to beat her in rounds one and three to make a total win. Although I also know the loser will have one more ace up their sleeve - duel to the death. I think Josephine hopes to tire me to the point where if I win round three she will be able to kill me in a duel. She knows me very little if that’s the case of her thoughts.
I take another trip to the bathroom, coming back to a server placing food and drinks on my table again. It looks really good, and she even got my favorite cheese and ham sandwich.
"My Queen, the King said to make sure you eat some real food in this break. And I have called for the doctor to look you over." I furrow my eyebrows.
"I didn’t call for a doctor?!" She smiles.
"I know, my Queen, but it is custom before the third challenge to have the doctor make sure both contestants are fit to fight, and besides; the King and Prince demanded it because they felt some aches through your bond." I laugh.
"Of course they did. Thank you. What’s your name?"
"Rosey May, your Grace. I’m new to the palace, I arrived a fortnight ago and the Maester of Staff asked me to bring you nutrients today." She courtesies, and I thank her for her services.
"It’s my pleasure, your Grace. You have made such wonderful changes already, and that is what gave me the chance to work here. It has always been my dream to serve the Royals."
"Well, we are delighted to have you with us, Rosey May." She walks away just as the doctor arrives. It’s my usual Royal doctor, probably to prevent someone from doing something to me. I’m getting paranoid.
"My Queen. How are you feeling?" Doc asks, putting down his bag. freewebnσvel.cѳm
"Soar, aches and my feet are killing me. Normal pregnancy things, nothing too bad and nothing I can’t handle." He scoffs.
"This is a fool’s game, your Grace, if you will excuse me for saying so." I raise an eyebrow.
"Yes, yes and I am driving you to an early grave. It’s the same every time, doc. By the way - me shifting. Does it change anything if I am carrying twins?!" Doc looks up in surprise.
"You suspect?"
"I know."
"No, it doesn’t change anything. You are still a couple of days from a shifting ban. If that moron of an opponent had been smart she would have chosen this challenge to be in a week’s time. Then you wouldn’t have been able to participate and would have been forced to either surrender or fight to the death up front without shifting. Please do us all a favor, your Grace. Beat her ass." He stands up, bowing and walking away. He gives the sign of approval to Berion and the others.
Berion calls us into the circle again. I’m getting tired of this, but we have to obey the rules.
"This is the third and final round. As per law I have to inform you both that the loser will have the opportunity to challenge the winner to a duel to the death immediately after this round is over. If even one of you finds this unacceptable, we’ll have to reach an agreement before continuing." He looks between Josephine and me. I fold my hand in front of me, the picture of grace, and wait for her to answer.
"I don’t see any point in the challenge afterwards. We all know I will win, and I will not want to taint my claws in the blood of a lousy wolf girl." Berion nods, looking at me for an answer.
"I agree with my opponent. We don’t need the challenge. I don’t need to kill her to set an example." Josephine growls at the threat, but I ignore her.
"Seeing as the contestants are in agreement between themselves we will not have a chance of a duel after the last round. The winner will take it all, and the loser will be cast out." The crowd seems to cheer at his announcement.
"This is the round of fire, and both of you will go after one another in making different images of fire. You will be required to show a display of different fire skills, and the judges will determine who is the winner based on your skills. Do you understand?" We both nod, and the last round is off.
We are asked to make three different kinds of fire images, which we do simultaneously. The judges write down notes while we demonstrate, and the Berion asks us to throw a fireball at the other. The one defending has to deflect the fireball with a fireshield. Josephine laughs manically.
"This is going to be so fun. Are you ready to lose that pretty face of yours?!" She throws a fireball of hand before Berion gives the signal, making him shout out in anger. She’s breaking the rules. I deflect it with ease, not even breaking a single drop of sweat.
"Is that all you’ve got? Well, this is going to be boring then." I taunt. I know it’s a risk, but I need her to be so mad she’ll go into attack mode. This way I can set the example I really want to. She throws another three fireballs, which I also deflect with ease. Her eyes are blazing with madness, and this is it.
"I will have your life, you mates and I will kill those bastard girls of yours. Who did you cheat with, huh? Who in their right mind would ever want you as their anything? You are ugly, weak and a fleaball. I hate you, and all of your kind! When I am Queen, I will wage the biggest war against every werewolf in the realms and make sure you are extinct." I raise an eyebrow. Wow! Okay, so crazy pants here not only wants my position, my mates but she wants to kill my family. Oh hell no! Not today satan. freewebnøvel.com
Josephine levitates into the air, throwing fireballs from above. I can’t do the same as her, but I can deflect every one of her attempts to hurt me. This is no longer a round in a challenge, this is straight to the fight for life or death.
