CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR

Roma 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 everyone feel better. She is the ray of sunshine for everyone whos