On the platform, Dominic and Vivian faced one another. His robe was the color of new snow, hers a mist-soft green.
Side by side, they looked like an immortal couple stepped out of a painting.
The crowd below stared, spellbound. The murmured discussions thinned, then faded almost completely.
An entire incense stick burned away and still not a single person dared step onto the stage to issue a challenge.
Dominic's smile crept a shade wider. He clasped his hands behind his back and let his gaze drift across the spectators. The look seemed gentle, yet it hovered high above them, silently asking, "Who else dares?"
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