Leon's eyes were closed but he was able to disarm James. He lunged right at James and placed his sword right on his throat.
"You loose young lord James." Leon said lazily.
"B-but h-how..?" James was in disbelief.
"Sir Leon was the winner of this duel." I hear Bradford say. "As the winner, Sir Leon. You can state your demand to the loser."
Leon can barely open his eyes but he looked at James lazily.
"Kneel down before my princess Alicia and ask for her forgiveness." Leon said coldly.
"You want me to kneel down in front of that bastard?" James was sheathing his anger.
After hearing James' words rage passed thru Leon's eyes. The blade of the sword on James' throat bit on his flesh and it started to drip blood.
"Would you rather let me shame you in all of Alvannia?" Leon said.
