Chapter 64Roma pov
I stare at the kid as if I have just noticed some kind of miracle. I clear my throat and speak up. "I heard what you just said, but I could swear by the Moon Goddess that your words sounded like you didn't fight." Though I probably sound like an old fool, I ignore it all. How could this young woman, of all people, enter the arena- go against my son and refuse to fight him? Is this a joke, or does she have hidden masochistic tendencies?
Enya giggles as I stare at her, my jaw dropping. "That's probably because that's exactly what I said." Finally, a faint smile spreads across her lips, warming my heart. No matter how many people tell me she's a killer, I know she has a bright soul. Enya is the kind of person who walks into the room, pushes aside her sorrow and makes ever
