Chapter 169 – The Ringer

• Because there’s no denying it – no denying who he’s pointing to, or what he’s smiling about.
• And there’s absolutely no way to pretend that I’m not laughing, and leaning across this barrier, and grinning at him with joy in every inch of me because I don’t feel precisely the same.
• The crowd screams their approval of their champion and their Princess, and I let it all run through me, and I pass it to him, and let it bolster him.