âMmm, parfait!â Smiling, Remy shuffled the cards one more time, then laid out three of them. âOk chere, we got de queen oâ hearts here.â He turned over said card. âNow, beinâ as you a perfect queen oâ hearts yourself, I know you can find her if I mix t'ings up like so.â He put the queen back facedown, then spun the three cards around. âWell? Did you follow along? Where you t'ink sheâs got to?â
Rogue sucks at games like these. Thereâs a lot sheâs good at, and she knows that. She can be confident and still make fun of herself, whichâll inevitably end up happening when Remy once again schools her. Staring down at the cards, thereâs a pause before she taps the left one with a gloved finger. âLetâs try that one, sugah.â Rogue doesnât want to ruin the fun, but she also canât help but sigh and lean back. âYou hear about what went down with Irene and Raven? My mothers are... things with the Council are gettinâ dicey, apparently.â