Bankrupting the Alpha: Crowned by the Dragon King
"The Crown can have the castle. I’m staying in the penthouse."
"You wish," I shot back, though I walked in and sat on the floor, grabbing the second controller. "One round. Then we actually sleep."
We spent the next hour in a heated, surprisingly competitive match. For a moment, the weight of the coming Gala, the betrayal of Carlo, and the mystery of the Queen vanished. We weren't a Rogue Alpha and a Poisoned Prince; we were just two people trying to outmaneuver each other in a digital arena. Sol was surprisingly good, though his "royal" tactics were a bit too structured for my chaotic, high-speed playstyle.