It’s the next day and Astor is called out first. We’re being called by the first letter of our first names.
Astor walks out of the changing room and into the arena dressed in the hunter’s Knight armor but without the Hunter emblem.
I would be totally lying if I say he doesn’t look smoking hot. The Knight armor didn’t even do enough justice to his handsomeness. Black really looks good on him.
Strapped to his side, is a long sword with a really black hilt and on his other side, is his helmet.
The girls yell loudly when he comes out; some of the boys clap while the boyfriends of the girls give him a death glare. Astor on the other hand, ignores them all.
He finds me where I’m standing by the ladies changing room and winks at me.
“Good luck”, I mouth and be nods. Then he puts on his
