Chapter 306: Winning Two At A Time
With trembling hands, she pulled a delicate handkerchief from her sleeve, embroidered with her own initials.
Before anyone could stop her, she reached up and gently tied it around his arm.
A collective gasp swept through the audience.
Someone let out a soft sigh.
Then a swoon.
"Oh, how romantic," a noblewoman whispered, pressing a hand to her chest.
"She gives him her favor before the contest," another murmured.
Alaric, standing among the royals, smirked. "Now the poor bastard has to win, or his pride is doomed."
Beside him, Salviana let out a soft laugh. She had to admit, the moment was charming.
The nobleman receiving the favor lowered his gaze to the girl, a mix of surprise and admiration in his expression.
He reached up, fingers brushing over the handkerchief she had just secured. Then, with a slow, knowing smile, he gave her a nod.