@dwarvcnarcher
“I confess I was not expecting a rematch so soon.” She gathers the cards up in her hands and shuffles the deck deftly. The tavern is abuzz with merriment and wine and her cheeks are warmer than she’d like them to be, but it’s difficult to walk away from a challenge, especially when it has been issued with such gusto.
A smirk dances across her lips. “Are you ready, my lord?”














