Danika gasped when Godric swung his arm. She couldn’t watch! Except there were no grunts or smacky sounds afterward. She tentatively looked up and found this huge Russian guy holding the two apart. Godric he basically lifted and put aside. Then he turned to lightwave guy and talked about getting him into a more profitable fight.
She’d heard the word ‘cages’ more times than she could count and started to get a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach.
Lightwave guy suggested she go elsewhere.
Danika’s eyes were saucers.
“Maybe he’s right. Maybe we should go somewhere else,” she said.
Godric was still pissed, although his gaze trailed after the guy that almost made him lunchmeat like he was relieved to be away from him.
“No way. I wanted to come here for reason. It’s awesome, and we can’t leave now. You kidding? I’ll look like a wimp,” he said and stalked off.
Danika was left with Maria in silence.
“Well that’s awkward,” she finally said.
“Yeah, that guy was hawt,” she replied.
“Are you serious? After what you said about him he turned super scary!”
“Exactly. Hawwwt,” she said in a sing-song voice.
Danika couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Wait you know him? Who is he?”
Danika looked around to make sure nobody was overtly listening. Then she whispered, “He was at the Ascendancy’s ball at the Kremlin,” she nodded. Maria hadn’t been invited. Danika only had by proxy of her position, and as a guest of Marcus. She wished he was there right then.
“Well come on!” she tugged Danika onward. There were seats surrounding a stage of sorts that was completely wrapped in fencing. The cage, she thought, stomach doing flip flops.
She sat, happy to take the pressure off her feet, next to Maria and Godric while the next match was lined up.
“Is this like wrestling or something?” she asked.
She’d heard the word ‘cages’ more times than she could count and started to get a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach.
Lightwave guy suggested she go elsewhere.
Danika’s eyes were saucers.
“Maybe he’s right. Maybe we should go somewhere else,” she said.
Godric was still pissed, although his gaze trailed after the guy that almost made him lunchmeat like he was relieved to be away from him.
“No way. I wanted to come here for reason. It’s awesome, and we can’t leave now. You kidding? I’ll look like a wimp,” he said and stalked off.
Danika was left with Maria in silence.
“Well that’s awkward,” she finally said.
“Yeah, that guy was hawt,” she replied.
“Are you serious? After what you said about him he turned super scary!”
“Exactly. Hawwwt,” she said in a sing-song voice.
Danika couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Wait you know him? Who is he?”
Danika looked around to make sure nobody was overtly listening. Then she whispered, “He was at the Ascendancy’s ball at the Kremlin,” she nodded. Maria hadn’t been invited. Danika only had by proxy of her position, and as a guest of Marcus. She wished he was there right then.
“Well come on!” she tugged Danika onward. There were seats surrounding a stage of sorts that was completely wrapped in fencing. The cage, she thought, stomach doing flip flops.
She sat, happy to take the pressure off her feet, next to Maria and Godric while the next match was lined up.
“Is this like wrestling or something?” she asked.