Lind knew the official brackets were not rigged but the fact 2 of his wives faced off and now he was facing off against one could not have been totally random.
That, or fate was getting its revenge via an indirect method.
Lind sighed as he looked across the platform. The prismatic robes and hair matched with her beautiful eyes but currently she was smiling like a predator, not his lovely wife.
"Ethry, you seem to be looking forward to this. Is winning in the bedroom not enough?" His remark broke her serious attitude and he took the small victory but her pheromones spiked which told him he was going to regret his jab.
"If I win, you will submit for a year." Lind felt a chill go down his spine. She was not joking. More, despite the shift in the Throne of Defiance, it was more than possible a new clutch of eggs could result.
