"If you're willing, I can give you a chance to prove yourself…"
Ashlynn's question only lingered in the air for a heartbeat, two at the most, before Wes Iriso gave his decisive answer.
"All a man can ask for is a chance, your Dominion," Wes said with a broad grin on his lips and a gleam in his eye that had been absent for some years. "I'm too old to ride or fight at tournament anymore, but if you have a challenge for me, I won't run from it."
"Good," Ashlynn said with a sharp nod, pleased to learn that the limited information that Marcel had been able to provide her with held true with Wes Iriso, even if Marcel's notes had been woefully inadequate when it came to Lady Sorcha's forceful directness.
