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“Before you eat anything in this castle, you should let someone eat it first.” “What?” “For poison.” The conversation has taken such a sudden turn that I’m left blinking. Dayla isn’t smiling anymore, “You have a lot more enemies in this castle than Damien thinks. Only now, they won’t attack you upfront.”

The more he pushed Roman to lose his focus, the more Roman showed his control over his emotions towards his cousin. That wasn’t the end of the parlor games, though. Almost every team is down. The ones remaining are Roman and me, against Sylvia, and her late comer boyfriend Dario. She was a bubbly woman. I mean, all the women in the Castillo family seemed to inherit their grandmother’s effervescent attitude. The last game was a paper dance. Sylvia and Dario didn’t stand a chance. Through that game, I learned Roman had an amazing groove. Now my mind was thinking of a lot of dances we could pair up to.

How high and mighty did he feel you to think I was his puppet set on stage to play with? The biggest mistake he could ever do was challenging my abilities and now that he did...no mercy. "Of course father. I understand but my last words will be this...checkmate is only a temporary setting against an intelligent player." I advised and took my leave. This was all just a game and if my pieces were already set into place, it would be a clean win. Well, with a little blood here and there. I was searching for August but stopped when I stumbled upon the two brothers in an intimidating staring battle.

she asked in a tone that wasn't harsh nor blunt. “Don't ask questions, I need an answer,” he said with a serious expression. “Your mother gave you a box containing treasures and she asked you to keep it, where is the box?” He asked and Alessia scoffed. The room had on its ceiling a dim light that casted a faint glow on them and the white walls. Nothing else filled the air but their voices.

"Well then let's get back to your castle." I set the compass in the game and we both follow the coordinates home. Finn and the other guys from his company built a huge castle where Aspen and most of the other girls stay when they play the game. I've had a game subscription for Dragons Reborn since before it was cool and I don't have a billionaire gamer husband, so on occasion I hang out at my own place. Normally when I'm playing alone. It's not a castle as Hudson makes it sound, but it took me a ton of time to make it. I'm not leaving this place for anyone. "Can we kill more rats?" Hudson asks after we've walked for a few minutes.

“I should check on the girls.” I smirked. “I saw what you did with the dollhouse and ‘Heaven,’ or whatever that is.” “No, no,” he said with the seriousness of a man discussing military strategy. “It’s a castle. There's a princess, her evil stepmother, and betrayal in every hallway. And the other one? That’s Heaven, ruled by immortal beings who look over Earth.” I froze mid-sip, blinking at him. “Are you... actually invested in their games?”

I say, trying to keep my voice steady. Isabella steps closer, her gaze fixed on the fountain in the garden. "Liam used to play by that fountain when he was a child," she says, her voice softening as if she's lost in the memory. "I always imagined he'd bring home someone who could appreciate all this, someone who understands our world. But instead, he brought home… you."

Why should I be afraid when death seems to be my twin at this point? He sneered, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, I really like your feisty attitude. I'm glad you're finally showing it." I ignored him and slowly moved in a circle, and he followed my movements. Okay, let's play a little game, tsk. I noticed something breakable behind him, so I took this opportunity to grab it and smash it over his ugly face. Just as I was about to swing, he pulled the trigger. The roaring sound in my ears was so loud that I stood there, stunned and motionless.

I cut her off: "Ew. Nope, that's just gross," I say. She rolls her eyes and look back at the window. After an eternity of boredom, we finally arrive to the Midnight Royalty castle. As as we walk in, everyone looks at me weirdly. "Outfit game on point," I say to Grace. She giggles in response. I notice a guy with a bandage on his leg; the same guy I threw a dagger at. I try to stifle a laugh at his helplessness. He glares at me in anger.