Chapitre 221: Wooing Seraphine pt. 2

Johan, meeting Serafina's earnest gaze, replied with a sincerity that mirrored the playful cadence of their earlier banter.

"Serafina," he began, his eyes holding a glint of honesty, "I don't see you as a conquest or a fleeting amusement. You're not just a melody for the moment; you're a song worth singing every day."

Serafina, contemplating his words, asked the next pressing question, "But what if we end up fighting in the Colosseum? What then?"

Johan leaned in, a thoughtful expression on his face. "In the arena of battle, where warriors clash and fates entwine, I'd choose a dance of strategy over a clash of blades. Let's make a pact, Serafina. If we ever find ourselves on opposite ends, we'll turn the battleground into a stage, a performance that leaves the audience in awe."

Serafina, intrigued by his perspective, considered the possibility of such a unique arrangement. "So, no bloodshed between us, just a spectacle?"