Chapter 46: The Arena

Without a word or instruction, Ophelia deftly avoided Nikolai’s gaze, a subtle fear coursing through her as if one look could turn her to stone. She couldn't quite place the reason for her unease but found herself curiously fixated on the horse standing before her. The steed was magnificent, exuding strength and grace that made it seem perfectly suited for battle. A surge of envy washed over her as she glanced at Nikolai, though a question lingered in her mind—why would someone who could teleport at will even need a horse? She didn’t own a horse herself, preferring the freedom of flight over the constraints of carriages or horseback. "Who would have thought you had your own horse?" Ophelia asked, her voice filled with genuine admiration as her eyes gleamed with wonder. It was as if the stars had settled in her gaze, and Nikolai, noticing her expression, couldn’t help but grimace. "Don't you?" Nikolai responded, his fingers twitching as though contemplating dismantling the stallion wi