From Inside the Grey House:
“Never. I wanted to show you I was worthy of fighting here, and I think I have. Do you agree?”
He could almost taste her blood but pushed her arm away. He slowly moved her other hand away from his neck and stood. Turning to face her, he held out his hand to help her up. “I concede. The second round goes to you, Natalia.” He grabbed her to him, twisting the hand holding the dagger behind her. There was not enough pressure to make her drop the blade, so she held onto it. “But the third will go to me.”
“If you’re so sure, let me go so we can finish.”