Chapter 94

• Miatta
• When everyone had taken their seats, the drumming took on a faster pace, its attendant sweating profusely. Then forth came Lucas’ parade, with Addy's group leading the parade with their charismatic dance moves. Other slaves followed behind them, spilling flowers as they went on and singing his praises. Some warriors followed after, brandishing their bone daggers and swords. Gunpowder exploded in the air, chasing birds out of their hiding place in honour of their Indomitable Champion. Lucas was at the tail of the parade, dressed in a white leather attire that was like a second skin. It glued to and merged with his body, revealing the power in his back and his arms. A crown made of entwined white gardenias was placed on his head and he walked gallantly like the prince that he was.
• The pride I felt to be his mate swelled in my heart and I fanned myself to catch my breath. Who would have believed that just the previous night, the competent wrestler before them had been entangled with me under his sheets? I closed my eyes briefly to reminisce on the best night of my life yet until the noise around me indicated that the parade was getting to my booth. Rising to my feet, I picked up the scarf he had given me along the dress and waved at the entertainers. Addy threw a rose at me, winking mischievously. She was happy and I could see the radiance rolling off her, evident also in her excited dancing.