Chapter 36

Daimon couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. He had never witnessed anyone, let alone a woman, drive with such aggressive confidence and elegance. This wasn’t a race for him anymore; it was a test, a challenge he had set for himself to measure her abilities. Yet, as he watched her, something unexpected stirred inside him. In the past, he had always seen Enlyan as the delicate, dependent woman who stayed behind, waiting for him to return home. But now, as he observed her, he saw a different side—independent, stunning, and with a distinct flair all her own. He couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride. He had underestimated her, and now he was witnessing her flourish. The crowd slowly began to catch on, their cheers growing louder with each turn she made. They were in awe of her skill, and Daimon couldn’t help but smile. The expression softened his usually sharp features, making him seem more approachable, more... human. Enlyan, completely unaware of the thoughts swirling in Daimon’s mind,