#CHAPTER 165: The Duel

FELIX The King was clearly shocked by my challenge. He slowly put down his wine glass, his eyes darting between me and Mila. I could tell that the idea intrigued him, as much as he wanted to seem disgusted by the offer. The curse might have been broken, but I could still feel the panic and tension seizing Mila’s body. My wife shifted uncomfortably in her seat, clearly hating where this conversation had gone. “You want to duel me?” The King said finally. “Here?” I nodded. I was not really expecting this to be where the night was headed, but I also knew that the King would only respond to force. Mila and I could pretend to be the clueless little diplomats all we wanted, but the King would not ever respect us. It was, after all, the real reason he had elected to join Charles. My brother had been woefully misguided, but he had proved that he was willing to do whatever it took to I had to show him I was strong. “I don’t think you understand what y